"Master, didn't you hear that the first ten rooms in the Tianzi brand are all bidding for space?"
"Um?"
Su Yuening said half truthfully and half deceptively, "The Ximen family, who claim to be the number one family in Baicheng, is only ranked in the eleventh private room. In other words, any senior from the first ten private rooms is more powerful than the Ximen family."
"You won't gain anything by bidding against them, and you'll be resented instead."
"In order not to cause trouble for Master, I simply gave up."
"What if the auction is over and those seniors want to kill people and steal the treasure..."
"The enemy is numerous and we are few, and the only combat power we can offer is our master. It is very likely that we will die on the way back to the sect."
Ning Su noticed the old and majestic voice calling out the price in the No. 1 private room, and a chill ran down his back.
Tu Tu was right. Those old guys had extremely bad tempers. They had a sure win, but something they could get was snatched away halfway. They definitely couldn't control their anger and wanted to kill people to steal the goods.
If they really got the monster eggs at the auction, they might not be able to return to Lingmiao Sect today.
Ning Su sighed deeply, "Disciple, I don't see things as clearly as you do. I am such a failure as a teacher."
"No, Master is very good and has never failed."
Su Yuening ate a piece of spiritual fruit, picked up the stick with two spiritual fruits on it, and handed it to Ning Su.
"Eat some spiritual fruit and relax."
"Yeah, okay."
Ning Su was very pleased with his disciple's understanding. He smiled and took a bite of the spiritual fruit.
“…”
Ning Su's face turned red with sourness.
Under Su Yuening's puzzled gaze, he pinched his throat and swallowed the sour spiritual fruit.
“It’s… so delicious…”
"Teacher is so moved that she wants to cry..."
Before the last syllable was finished, tears started flowing from the corners of Ning Su's eyes.
Su Yuening was impressed. "It's delicious, Master. Don't be polite. If you like it, I'll go out and get two more plates later. I'll specifically ask for this sour spiritual fruit so that Master can eat as much as he wants."
"No, no, no."
Ning Suzhi waved his hands, "It's too much trouble. As long as the disciple is willing, it's fine if the master doesn't want to eat."
"How can that be possible?"
Su Yuening disagreed, put down the teacup, and walked to the door of the private room, "I will bring two plates to Master now."
Ning Su: “…”
He suddenly hated Tu Tu's filial piety.
While Su Yuening was away, Ning Su poked the sleepy Mao Hu.
"Mao Hu, wake up."
The snot bubbles that Mao Hu snorted burst, he shuddered and opened his eyes blankly.
He said in a muffled voice, "Godfather, what's wrong?"
Ning Su smiled lovingly, "Mao Hu, open your mouth, and your godfather will give you some spiritual fruit."
"Spiritual fruit?"
Mao Hu is in high spirits.
What is he interested in?
That is practicing and eating.
Spiritual fruit is a good thing, it is juicy, sweet and thirst-quenching.
Ning Su threw the stick to Mao Hu.
Mao Hu had big hands and caught it in one go.
Just put the spiritual fruit into your mouth.
After a breath, his movements froze.
The flesh on his face trembled.
Visible to the naked eye, it is swollen and red.
Swallowing it with difficulty, Mao Hu stuck out his tongue in despair, "It's so sour."
"Godfather, why are there such sour spiritual fruits in the world?"
Ning Su was so amused when he saw Mao Hu being humiliated that his white beard was puffed up by him. "It's not ripe yet, so it's normal for it to be sour."
Mao Hu: “……?”
Not cooked yet?
Why give it to him if it’s not cooked yet?
Still so excited...
Mao Hu didn't understand.
I don't understand.
Su Yuening pushed the door open and walked in. She heard a strong laugh and asked, "Master, what are you laughing at?"
Noticing Mao Hu looking at her, Su Yuening was stunned for a moment, "Brother Mao Hu, you've woken up. It's just in time. Let's eat some spiritual fruit together."
She placed two plates of orange spiritual fruits on the table, pushing one in front of Ning Su and the other in front of Mao Hu.
She had already placed bamboo sticks on the spiritual fruit.
Very convenient to pick up.
"Oh, I'm not laughing, I'm just feeling the disciple's kindness."
"I specially came to get some delicious spiritual fruits to share with my master."
Mao Hu looked in the direction of the sound, his eyes widened in horror, and he saw his master pinching his nose and swallowing a piece of spiritual fruit without even chewing it.
He gave a thumbs-up with an awkward expression, "Very good."
Delicious? Really good?
Mao Hu was confused. He remembered that his adoptive father hated sour food. How could...
“Cough cough cough…”
Ning Su suddenly called out to Mao Hu, "Mao Hu."
Mao Hu shuddered, "Here!"
"Don't you usually love to snatch the sour spirit fruits from me? I'm in a good mood, so I won't let you snatch them this time. I'll just give them all to you."
Pushing the spiritual fruit plate in front of Mao Hu, Ning Su's face was almost filled with kindness.
Mao Hu: “……?”
When had he ever snatched this sour spiritual fruit from his adoptive father?
He doesn't like sour food at all!
"I……"
Before he could refuse, Ning Su stuffed two spiritual fruits into his mouth.
Mao Hu ate it with tears in his eyes.
The tongue is covered with a sour taste.
It was so bitter that he wanted to bang his head against the pillar.
He didn't dare disobey his adoptive father and could only cry in his heart.
Wow, my adoptive father is so mean, forcing him to eat such a disgusting fruit.
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