Chapter 98: I’d Like to Be Your Slave (2)
Chapter 98: I’d Like to Be Your Slave (2)
"So it’s still in your hands, huh? It’s strange that you got hurt so badly without your card being robbed?" said Mo Fei with a surprising tone.
Su Rong said in a muffled voice, "One person can join at most one challenge a day. Even if his second challenge succeeds, it is useless."
Mo Fei thought for a while and said, "It seems Yiyi also got a card, but no one has ever challenged him."
Su Rong frowned, "Many people saw Mo Yi and Zheng Xuan’s fight that day. Mo Yi has promoted to a higher level again. Everyone knows that Yiyi was a tough one and no one dares to challenge him for the time being." How miserably Xu Zihan was bitten that day! Mo Yi even dared to challenge Zheng Xuan. Who would have the guts to fight with him?
Those who were really powerful had got the challenge cards. Those who were average in strength were mostly level-three star magician. Most of these people would choose those of the same level to challenge.
Mo Fei nodded as if he understood something, "It makes sense. Yiyi is so strong, those who want to challenge him are looking for self-abusing. But you are different. Now everyone wants to challenge you. You are very popular! Su Rong, you can do this! You let them bid, and you fight with the highest bidder, so you lose, you still have some income!"
苏荣："……"
Su Rong, "…"
Su Rong gave him a glare and said with some dissatisfaction, "Lord Mo Fei, can you not be so gloating?"
Mo Fei smiled shyly and said like a badass, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, but I just can’t help. My biggest hobby is to watch you arrogant guys have bad luck and get your asses kicked."
Su Rong said with some grievance, "I’m not arrogant."
Mo Fei nodded, "Yeah! You’re not. But you follow behind an arrogant man every day!"
Su Rong, "…"
Mo Yi cleared his throat. Then Mo Fei raised his head and looked upstairs. Lou Yu was wearing a cold face and his eyes were full of murderous look.
Mo Fei felt a headache and scratched his head. Why was he always heard by the parties concerned when he spoke ill of others
Lou Yu walked down the stairs step by step, while Mo Fei rubbed his fingers, revealing a face full of innocence.
"You will have your preliminaries tomorrow, right?" Lou Yu asked.
Mo Fei nodded, "Yes!"
Lou Yu looked at him with disdain, "Are you all prepared? Don’t be eliminated in the first round. Of course, if you are eliminated in the first round, don’t feel too depressed, you don’t have to to continue to humiliate yourself on stage then, do you?"
Mo Fei, "…"
He took a deep breath and stared at Lou Yu, "There is no need for you to worry about my competition."
Lou Yu nodded and said, "I have nothing to worry about. You’re the one who is going to lose your face."
Looking at the back of Lou Yu, Mo Fei clenched his fists angrily, "You son of a bicth!"
"Lord MoFei." Su Rong called him with some hesitation.
Mo Fei then turned to Su Rong, "Uh-huh? What’s up?"
Su Rong asked tentatively while looking at him, "Your Highness, do you have any potion that could heal the wounds quickly?"
Su Rong couldn’t help getting nervous. He was seriously injured and couldn’t recover in a day. At this rate, he would surely lose if someone challenged him again tomorrow.
On that day, Su Rong caught a glimpse and vaguely saw Mo Fei had given Mo Yi a bottle of blue potion. The smell overflowing from the bottle mouth made people feel all at ease.
Mo Fei looked at Su Rong with his chin cupped and said lightly, "Yes!"
Su Rong said while looking at Mo Fei nervously, "Lord Mo Fei, can you sell me one?"
Mo Fei looked at Su Rong with picky eyes, "Sell you one? Do you have enough star coins?"
Su Rong scratched his head and said, "Can I write an IOU? I will definitely pay you back by hook and crook, my lord."
Mo Fei smiled and remained silent.
Su Rong gritted his teeth and looked at Mo Fei prayerfully, "Lord Mo Fei, as long as you give me that potion, I’d like to be your slave. I’ll do whatever you ask me to."
Mo Fei cocked his head, looked at Su Rong in wonder, and asked excitedly, "Do whatever I say? You sure?"
Su Rong nodded sincerely.
"Then I’ll let you beat Lou Yu," Mo Fei said, blinking his eyes.
Su Rong was somewhat embarrassed, "I am no match for the prince."
"Then I’ll let you drug him." Mo Fei continued.
Su Rong felt more embarrassed, "I dare not."
Mo Fei sipped his lips and looked at Su Rong, full of sarcasm, "So this is your promise to be slave for me?"
Su Rong felt awkward, "I will listen to you on matters that have nothing to do with the prince."
Mo Fei rather inquisitively looked at Su Rong, "Matters that have nothing to do with Prince Yu? Is it because you like him?"
Su Rong looked at Mo Fei in utter amazement, a face of panic, "Lord Mo Fei, what makes you think it that way? Even if I have the courage, I will not dare to steal anyone from you!"
Mo Fei looked at Su Rong’s appearance and smiled amusingly, "Why are you scared like this, as if I were a scourge or what…"
Su Rong bowed his head and thought to himself: You were more horrible than a scourge.