Dean Feng Qiyue, pay attention to your image

The representatives of all the families were depressed. When did they say that they would kill the old man to pay for his life? They were just trying to scare him, okay?

Besides, wasn’t it Young Master Mu who said this in the first place?

But this old man actually complained first and put the blame on them. Damn it.

"Girl, will you make the decision for me?" Seeing that Feng Qiyue remained silent, the little old man couldn't help asking pitifully.

"You get up first, it's ugly like this," Feng Qiyue said helplessly.

"My life is about to die, who cares about whether it looks ugly or not?" the little old man said, breaking the can.

Feng Qiyue had no choice but to give up persuading the little old man and let him continue to sit on the ground like a doormat. She looked up at the family representatives present and asked, "Do you want Dean Lu to pay for his life?"

Representatives of all the families asked, "How should they respond to this?"

"Actually, it doesn't have to be like this. I can ask Your Excellency Ming Ran to take you to hell to reunite with those students." Feng Qiyue said casually, but the words he spoke were bloodthirsty and cruel, scaring the faces of all the representatives present.

Very white.

The door to hell has not yet been closed, and the gloomy atmosphere inside makes everyone present feel bad.

As for Mingran, he cooperated very well with Feng Qiyue and said, "Hell welcomes you all."

Representatives of all the families "" don't want to go, don't want to go

"You're welcome, I won't charge you for the trip." Ming Ran saw what these people were thinking and said with a smile.

However, Ming Ran's smile was clearly the smile of a devil to those present.

The evil messenger from hell

"Girl, they don't want to go to hell because they only want money and want us to lose money." At this time, the little old man started making a small report again.

The family representatives all stared at the little old man, their eyes full of warning.

Seeing this, the little old man continued to complain, "Look, look, they actually dare to threaten me."

"You just want money and don't want to see your children?" Feng Qiyue asked calmly.

The family representatives looked at each other. Of course they wanted to see their children, but they had to go to hell.

Only ghosts go to hell, okay?

"Do you want money?" Feng Qiyue decisively refused.

"That's what I told them," the little old man said.

"Now I give you two choices, either go home and pretend that nothing happened, or I send you to hell to reunite with your children. Choose one of the two, take your pick," Feng Qiyue demanded.

The family representatives are depressed.

Is it possible to want them to pretend that nothing happened?

The child in their family is dead

However, they don’t even want to go to hell

People are living well, how many people who are willing to go to hell really think they are traveling by themselves?

The atmosphere became somewhat tense.

"Feng Qiyue, our child died because of the training organized by your college. Shouldn't you give us an explanation? But you, not only ignored this, but also forced us to make a choice. You are really going too far."

Ten minutes passed before a family representative made an accusation and glared at Feng Qiyue with an angry expression.

"Not only that, you also threatened us," a family representative added, extremely angry.

"Dean Lu, didn't you show them the status of life and death?" Feng Qiyue asked the little old man after hearing this.

"I gave it to them, but they didn't believe it and thought it was fake." The little old man said truthfully.

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Chapter completed!