"Forget it." Yang Guyun said suddenly.
"Ah?"
"Spirit Bone keep it." Yang Guyun bent down and picked up the bag on the ground, "I'll think of a solution later on the money matter."
Zhou Qiubai was startled for a moment, then smiled.
This is Yang Guyun.
He may seem inhumane, but in his heart he values friendship more than anyone else.
That piece of Spirit Bone may not be important to Zhou Qiubai, but to Yang Guyun, it belongs to a friend and cannot be wasted at will.
"Then... what should we do next?" Zhou Qiubai leaned over and asked in a low voice.
Yang Guyun glanced at him. "Don't you know Wanjin Pavilion's boss?"
"Second Master?"
"Go and borrow it."
Zhou Qiubai suddenly choked.
He just told Second Master upstairs that he "doesn't like to owe favors" and "the free ones are often the most expensive". Now he turned around and went back. This slap in the face was too fast.
"How about..." he said tentatively, "Let's go to Great Soul Arena to pick up a few competitions first?"
"Is there anyone else fighting us?"
After playing Soul Emperor, no one dared to play with them anymore. Basically every time they came on the court, they directly shot to the opponent. As time went by, no one looked at them Soul Fighting.
So apart from the ten golds won in each game, there are no other bonuses.
So Zhou Qiubai followed him with a sad face.
The two of them just walked back along the street, one behind the other.
When I reached the street and was about to turn, a carriage came from the diagonal.
Although the carriage is not luxurious, it is quite exquisite.
The carriage stopped in front of the two people.
The curtain opened and a man leaned out.
He got out of the car and smiled slightly at Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun.
"I'm sorry for bumping into you two, and I hope Haihan, but Zhou Qiubai Young Master Zhou, Yang Guyun Young Master Yang?"
The voice is clear and has just the right amount of intimacy.
Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun looked at each other.
"Exactly." Zhou Qiubai clasped his fists, "I wonder if you are..."
The young man returned the gift with his hands raised. "Xue Qinghe."
Three words, plain and simple.
But when it fell on the ears of the people around him, it was like dropping a huge stone.
"Xue Qinghe? Is it Crown Prince?"
"It's really the prince! I saw him outside the palace gate a few days ago!"
"Why is Crown Prince here?"
The discussion started again, more enthusiastic than before.
Zhou Qiubai felt something in his heart.
Xue Qinghe.
The prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, the future heir to the empire.
Why did he appear here?
What a coincidence that we happened to meet them?
"It turns out to be Crown Prince." Zhou Qiubai looked as normal and handed over his hand again, "I'm sorry."
Yang Guyun also clasped his fists but said nothing.
Xue Qinghe smiled and waved, "No need to be polite, I am traveling incognito today, so there is no need to stick to this."
He paused and looked at Zhou Qiubai: "I saw you two were arguing just now. Is there anything you need help with?"
This sentence was said very naturally, as if mentioned casually.
But Zhou Qiubai heard something else.
When they were fighting, the carriage was already parked nearby.
Xue Qinghe was not passing by, but had been waiting here for a long time. He waited until they were done "making trouble" before appearing at the right time.
"It's a small matter." Zhou Qiubai smiled, "A little personal grudge makes His Highness laugh."
"Personal grudge?" Xue Qinghe raised his eyebrows and looked at the dazzling golden plaque of the Wanjin Pavilion. His smile was a little more clear, "Young Master Zhou was just now, but you are not lucky at the Wanjin Pavilion?"
Zhou Qiubai laughed dryly, "Let His Highness see it."
"It doesn't matter." Xue Qinghe said, "In this bet, there are winners and losers. It's a common thing. If Young Master Zhou is not handy, I can..."
"No need." Zhou Qiubai interrupted him decisively, with a serious look on his face, "No reward for no merit."
Xue Qinghe was startled for a moment, and then his smile deepened, "Young Master Zhou misunderstood, I don't want to give it away for free, I want to borrow it. When Young Master Zhou has more money, you can return it to me."
This is beautifully said, it not only gives a step, but also retains dignity.
But Zhou Qiubai still shook his head. "His Highness's kindness is accepted, but the matter of borrowing money should be forgotten."
He refused simply and without any hesitation.
Xue Qinghe A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He has met too many people.
Nobles, officials, Soul Master, businessmen...
As long as he asks for help, almost no one will refuse.
Because he is the prince and the future emperor, this friendship is more valuable than anything else.
But this Zhou Qiubai actually refused without even thinking about it.
"Young Master Zhou," Xue Qinghe said in a gentle tone, "But are you still worried?"
"It's not that I'm worried about not being able to pay," Zhou Qiubai said calmly, "It's that I don't want to owe a favor."
He paused and added, "Especially with His Highness's attitude."
So rude.
Everyone feels so.
Xue Qinghe smiled slightly, with a hint of ridicule in his voice. "Interesting, Young Master Zhou is indeed as rumored."
He did not mention the borrowing of money anymore, and instead turned his attention to Yang Guyun, with a hint of seriousness in his tone. "This is Young Master Yang, right? I heard that you were born in the Breaking Clan, and your marksmanship is like a god. Even Strength Clan's Soul Emperor was defeated by your gun. It's really admirable."
Yang Guyun was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said calmly, "It's just a fluke."
"Young Master Yang is so humble." Xue Qinghe responded with a chuckle, "It's not often you are lucky enough to defeat Soul Emperor with Soul Ancestor cultivation!"
There was sincerity in his words, and his eyes looked back and forth between the two of them, as if they were searching for something and weighing something.
That look was gentle, but there was a hint of deep meaning in it, making Zhou Qiubai frown slightly.
"Your Highness is waiting here specifically today, surely not just to compliment us?" Zhou Qiubai asked bluntly.
Xue Qinghe did not hide anything, and said simply, "I really have something I want to discuss with you two."
"Please speak." Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun responded in unison, with a trace of curiosity flashing in their eyes.
"I just recently heard about your achievements and wanted to make friends with you." Xue Qinghe said in a serious tone, "Of course, if you don't want to, I will never force you. I just feel that it would be a blessing for the empire if talents like you can be used by me, Heaven Dou Empire."
These words were high-sounding, but his intention to win over was revealed between the lines.
Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun looked at each other and weighed in their minds.
"Your Highness," Zhou Qiubai said with a slight frown, "The two of us are wanderers, we are used to wandering around, and cannot be restrained. I'm afraid we will disappoint His Highness."
"Young Master Zhou There is no need to refuse in a hurry." Xue Qinghe smiled slightly, "I just hope that one day, when the empire needs you, you can take advantage of the past friendship and help me."
This is a more pleasant statement. It does not ask for immediate commitment, but also hopes to leave good deeds in the future.
If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid he would have been extremely excited.
But Zhou Qiubai still shook his head. "Your Highness, our temperament is not suitable for this kind of relationship."