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Chapter Twelve Don't Fight

Ye Night Academy, Sun Tower.

"I feel my heart has been stolen." Even after returning to Ye Ye Academy, Zhou Yi still seemed so absent-minded.

"Don't your heart belong to the Third Prince?" the red-haired man opposite him laughed softly.

"The Third Prince belongs to the great destiny." Zhou Yi said with confidence: "And Liu Ru can at least rise to the top three destiny of my life."

"Okay, okay." The red-haired man said perfunctorily. He looked down at the recommendation form information submitted by Zhou Yi, shook his head and smiled, "It's a mercenary guild again, why do they always like to use mercenary guilds as vests? Isn't it expensive? I have released so many recommendation form in the past two years, isn't it easy to use?"

"They dislike the boss's incongruousness." Zhou Yi whispered. Seeing the red-haired man looking at him with a smile, he quickly changed his words: "That's because they have no eyes."

"In fact, it's still a matter of commercial reputation." The red-haired man said with a smile: "The Mercenary Guild has been in this business for so long, and the commercial reputation is very good. We have only been in two years, and we can't just fight price wars. It's okay to suffer some losses."

As he said this, he looked at Zhou Yi again: "Have you given the secret box?"

Zhou Yi thought about it, but I wonder if this is considered giving it out.

But in the end he nodded: "Yeah."

"Just give it." The red-haired man looked out the window: "I heard that a St's Highness came to this year's third trial?"

"Yes." Zhou Yi nodded: "He used the recommendation form of the Ster Empire. He could enter the school without passing the third exam, but he refused."

"So his drunkard is not about wine." The red-haired man smiled and said, "I'm very curious about what he is interested in."

"I heard that the recommenders of the three empires in previous years were all admitted to school anonymous..." Zhou Yi said to the red-haired man.

"It's not a previous year, it's a routine." The red-haired man smiled and said, "And even if he doesn't know his identity, there are only a few boxes, and it can be roughly inferred which ones are."

"So it's really interesting that this guy came in like this with great fanfare."

Zhou Yi nodded, then whispered: "Boss, have you communicated to the other two companies what you did this time?"

"In other words, do you know?"

Zhou Yi refers to this time.

The red-haired man looked at Zhou Yi with a smile: "Why, Xiao Zhou is scared?"

Zhou Yi looked at the red-haired man: "Aren't the boss really afraid?"

"What are I afraid of?" The red-haired man laughed and said, "If you have the ability, they will come to me."

Before he finished speaking, a hurried knock came from outside the door: "Carlotes, get out of here!"

Zhou Yi almost cried in an instant, and he looked at the red-haired man pitifully: "Boss."

"Look at your unpromising appearance, you are just a crazy woman." Carlottes smiled carelessly, walking forward and opening the door.

The moment he opened the door, a sharp and bright sword instantly pressed against his throat: "Give me an explanation first."

Opposite the red-haired man, standing was a woman in white, holding a long sword calmly and handing the sword to Carlottes' throat, her eyes angry and cold: "I have never had such a ridiculous chairman like you in a century."

"President." Zhou Yi looked at the other party and greeted pitifully: "Listen to me, the boss has his own difficulties."

"His 80-year-old mother is pregnant again?" the woman said coldly.

"Nothing is true." Even though Carlottes put on the blade, he was not panicked at all: "Butterfly, put down the sword, I can explain it to you."

"Translation, just listen to me make it up for you." Behind the woman, a man's voice came slowly. He walked slowly, wearing a bright red robe, walked through the two of them, came into the house, put on Zhou Yi's shoulders, and looked back at them.

"Sister Butterfly, let's thorn down, I'll carry it for you."

"You are afraid that the world will not be in chaos." Carlottes angrily scolded.

"Our gymnasium has been afraid that the world will not be in chaos since its first day of establishment. The Chairman was not the first day of the year." The man in red said slowly, and looked back at Zhou Yi: "Your boss is about to be merged. How about it? Let's get along with the gymnasium in the future. I'll give you a star."

"Really?" Zhou Yi said in surprise.

He knew clearly what it means to give him a star.

Then he looked up at Carlottes, who was still being held hostage, and instantly made up his mind and said with regret: "No!"

"I understand, don't just want it." The man in red laughed, took out a heavy silver star badge from his arms and stuffed it into Zhou Yi's hand: "Fei Xin Taoist Hall will always be your home."

Zhou Yi was almost crying: "Boss, it's not that I'm not loyal, it's because they gave too much."

"Think of the Third Highness." Carlottes said loudly.

Zhou Yi woke up instantly.

He looked at the man in red: "Master, can you turn the third prince over?"

The man in red looked at Zhou Yi: "We have worked hard for decades."

Zhou Yi knew this, so he shook his head firmly: "My heart belongs to the Third Highness."

"Okay, I have backbone." The man in red smiled and finally let go of Zhou Yi.

"Star." Zhou Yi reluctantly handed over the stars.

"You can take it first. If we are missing one day, we will ask you for it." The man in red said with a smile, and finally turned his attention to Carlottes: "Tell me, Mr. Chairman, we all want an explanation."

"What's there to say? Since you all know it." Carlottes looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"The Snow Burial Society has the power to depose the chairman under special circumstances." Opposite Carlottes, Butterfly said coldly: "I am qualified to think that this special situation has come now."

"Address." The man in red raised his hand and said, "Now two to one, Sister Die, kill it, kill it and calm down."

"The person who is chasing fire will not have a good ending." Carlottes said with heartache.

"So our mission is to burn all the fires that have been successful, so that there is no one to settle the score with us in the autumn." The man in red said with a smile.

"Sir, goodbye forever."

"You guys forced me." Carlottes made up his mind and shouted: "Third Prince, help me!"

The moment Carlottes spoke up for help, the faces of the man in red changed slightly at the same time.

And the next moment, another door suddenly opened.

Behind the door was a little girl wearing a hood. She stood there quietly, looking at the tense scene in front of her, and was stunned for a moment.

She lowered her head and said softly.

Butterfly pulled away his sword in an instant, as if he was witnessed by his sleepy daughter pushing the door at the moment of domestic violence.

The man in red was also a little incredible. He looked at the little girl and whispered: "Third Prince, we are having fun, don't care, it's not your fault."

The little girl wearing a hood looked at everything in front of her. Under the hood was an incredible perfect face. Her hair was as bright as fire, and her eyes were stretched like a fire lotus. This was an existence that humans could not describe in their imagination or words, but the expression on her face was slightly confused.

She took out a small writing book from her wide cloak, stood and lowered her head and wrote something quickly.

Everyone was waiting for her movements.

Until she finally finished writing, she flipped the writing book.
Chapter completed!
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