"Cough, cough, Brother Lu, don't I still owe you a few hundred credits? The ones you lent me before—I'll pay you back today."
Seeing that Lu Hao and Li Changsheng had finished talking, Fang Ping hurried over and said in a low voice.
"Oh? Fang Ping, you actually know how to pay back money voluntarily?"
Lu Hao raised an eyebrow and smiled when Fang Ping mentioned repayment.
"Cough, cough, Brother Lu, you know me. I'm the most trustworthy person around. If I borrowed from you before, of course I have to pay it back."
Fang Ping continued. He was genuinely afraid that this god of slaughter might one day chop him up over such a trivial matter.
"Pfft, so you've finally run into someone you're afraid of. Serves you right for always acting so carefree."
Li Changsheng immediately laughed upon hearing Fang Ping's words.
"Fine, fine. If you want to pay it back, then go ahead. It's not like you're short on that little bit anyway."
Lu Hao did not explain. Since Fang Ping and the others had misunderstood, he might as well let the misunderstanding continue. It benefited him, after all.
Just like now—Fang Ping, who usually loved to weasel his way out of things, was honestly handing over money of his own accord.
"Congratulations to Magic Martial University on producing another Grandmaster! Hahaha, Magic Martial truly is powerful!"
"Another Grandmaster from Magic Martial—what a joyous occasion! When will you be holding the Grandmaster banquet?"
At that moment, voices rang out from the sky. In the blink of an eye, six or seven Grandmasters arrived.
"Li Changsheng, who from your Magic Martial broke through? Don't tell me it was Tang Feng? Isn't that fellow a fist user?"
"Old Chen, don't tell me you made the breakthrough?"
The six or