Beauty and the Bodyguard

 “A draw? Disgusting me? It’s so weird here, right?”

Mr. Qi snorted coldly and let go of No. 13. He jumped back to the box of No. 10 and said disdainfully: "There are still five games left. Let's continue the bet. You haven't won yet, so don't be too happy too early."

Lin Yi nodded: "Then continue."

Lu Chunfeng took a deep look at Lin Yi when he saw this.

His position has quietly changed at this moment. Instead, he hopes that No. 13 will continue to win as Lin Yi wishes.

 After all, as long as people are alive, the clues to the powerful demigods will not be cut off.

 The sixth inning started quickly.

Mr. Qi thought of a new way, but the final result was no surprise, and No. 13 had the last laugh.

“Six to zero, you have already lost, there is no need to compete again, right?”

Zhao Feng’s face showed no trace of joy and excitement.

Mr. Qi’s face was dark and he didn’t know how to refute.

Although he was furious at this moment, as the dignified heir to Prince Qi's palace, he would not act rogue in public.

Let him admit defeat to Lin Yi, and even kneel and kowtow to Lin Yi in public as he just said, and for a while he couldn't get off the stage.

Lu Chunfeng patted Mr. Qi on the shoulder and said on his behalf: "Brother Lin, a hundred thousand fortunes belong to you. That's the end of today's matter."

Lin Yi glanced at him unexpectedly.

This guy actually didn't sow discord behind Mr. Qi's back. Instead, he took the initiative to stand up and be the peacemaker. If something goes wrong, there will be a monster.

Lin Yi subconsciously glanced at No. 13 in the field, and suddenly understood, and asked meaningfully: "If I were defeated six to zero, I wonder if Brother Lu would stand up and say this?"

“Of course, I regard Brother Lin as a friend, so I will naturally speak for you.”

Lu Chunfeng's tone was extremely sincere and always so convincing. It actually made all the second-generation people present subconsciously nod their heads, and even developed a feeling of admiration and friendship.

Even Lin Yi had to lament that this guy really has a unique talent in winning people's hearts, and most people really can't learn it.

“Okay, since Brother Lu said so, I’ll give you this face.”

Lin Yi immediately made a move to get off the donkey from the slope.

 “Give your mother some face! Can’t I afford to lose?”

Without saying a word, Mr. Qi directly handed Lin Yi one hundred thousand fortune, then knelt down to Lin Yi and kowtowed heavily.

 The whole audience was speechless.

No one expected that things would actually develop to this point, and that Mr. Qi would actually kneel down and kowtow to Lin Yi.

This time all the pressure came to Lin Yi.

From the scene, it looked like Mr. Qi had indeed lost, and he had lost completely. Together, he not only won 110,000 yuan in luck, but also forced the noble Mr. Qi to bark like a dog in public, and knelt down to kowtow. Speaking of which, What a scenery!

 But in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lin Yi is being roasted on the fire at this moment.

 Once news of today’s incident reaches Prince Qi’s Mansion, one can imagine what kind of pressure Lin Yi will face.

If it were any other second generation present, even if they had a strong background behind them, in Lin Yi's position at the moment, their legs would probably be numb.

That’s Prince Qi’s Mansion!

Looking at the entire Inner Court, there is only one superpower that can be on par with the Qin Palace. If they really want to take revenge, who can resist it if everyone is present?

However, Lin Yi did not react at all and calmly accepted Mr. Qi's kneeling.

　　"Okay, okay, let's play like this, right? There will come a time when you will kneel down and come back."

Mr. Qi stood up suddenly, his eyes filled with hatred.

He thought Lin Yi would stop him. After all, anyone with any sense would never let him kowtow in public.

 I didn’t expect that Lin Yi would be so trusting. As everyone knows, what Lin Yi wants is his intense emotional reaction. Only when the emotion is intense enough can some things be done more easily, calmly and seamlessly.

"let's go!"

Mr. Qi glanced at No. 13 in the field with hatred, and immediately ordered him to be taken back to the prison.

As for what will happen after No. 13 returns to the prison, one can imagine.

Lu Chunfeng's eyelids twitched and he quickly followed.

No. 13 is now an important clue in his eyes, but he cannot let Mr. Qi toss him to death, otherwise it will be a big loss.

 “Sure enough, I have my eye on No. 13.”

Lin Yi became more and more aware of the situation.

Originally, he was planning to take action to protect No. 13, but now that Lu Chunfeng is doing it for him, it saves him a lot of trouble.

Lu Chunfeng regarded him as a leek, but now in Lin Yi's eyes, how could he, Lu Chunfeng, not be a big leek?

Zhao Feng asked curiously: "Why is he staring at No. 13? Does he want to plant the seeds of rare goods in No. 13, or is he interested in No. 13's ability and wants to take him under his command?"

 “I’m afraid it’s a little deeper.”

Lin Yi said meaningfully, and then asked: "How much did you earn?"

Zhao Feng followed him and bet. Although he didn't have much confidence in the first round and didn't bet a lot, the bets in the subsequent six rounds became bigger and bigger.

Zhao Feng chuckled: "One hundred thousand, which is enough for me to have a year's pocket money."

Lin Yi thought for a while and finally said: "It's really annoying."

 What makes him angry is not that the other person's income is not much less than his own, but that the one hundred thousand fortune is only the other person's pocket money for a year.

You must know that even if they reach the threshold of a powerful king, many people may not be able to save a hundred thousand fortunes in their lifetime!

I can only say that if you compare goods with goods, you will be thrown away, and if you compare people with others, you will die.

 The world is so cruel.

If Lin Yi hadn't seized the opportunity and made a wave of god-level investments, he might have had to look up to such figures for a long time.

As soon as Mr. Qi and Lu Chunfeng left, the atmosphere in Yeyang Palace suddenly cooled down.

Originally, there were quite a few second-generation people who were planning to take the opportunity to get to know Lin Yi. Anyone with a little bit of discernment could see after today's experience that Lin Yi was not an ordinary person and worthy of their efforts to win over and make friends.

 The problem is, Mr. Qi knelt down and kowtowed.

The flames of Prince Qi's Mansion are about to burn Lin Yi. Who dares to get close to Lin Yi at this time?

It’s too late to hide.

“What should I say? It’s a rare visit, should we continue to play here, or should we leave?”

 Zhao Feng turned to ask Lin Yi.

Although Mr. Qi left the show midway and his solo performance came to an abrupt end, Yeyang Palace has other programs planned. At first glance, it may not be as exciting as a death match, but since it can surround so many second-generation people, there will naturally be a lot of fun. .

 It’s just that for Lin Yi, this kind of purely luxurious and enjoyable fun is not that interesting.

In comparison, it is even better to use the 110,000 fortunes that he just received to go back and rebuild his realm. This is more attractive to Lin Yi.

 At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door outside the box.

“Mr. Lin, Third Master Qi, please come over.”

Lin Yi and Zhao Feng looked at each other and immediately followed this person to box number three. (End of chapter)