Princess Against the World

Lu Ming, however, seemed not to have heard anything. He bowed his hands to the two of them, turned around and strode away.

"Master Lu, you, what do you mean?" Feng Chenglin looked unhappy: "How can you be like this? You aroused people's curiosity, and then left without saying a word, what's the matter? Things can’t be talked about today, won’t things bloom after tomorrow?”

"Fat man, Mr. Lu said that he would tell us tomorrow. Of course, there is a reason why he would tell us tomorrow. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Ling Luoyu stopped him calmly, and the two of them watched Lu Ming leave.

"How is it, Third Young Master, how do you feel now?" Feng Chenglin was a little embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily: "Do you feel like you have lost but don't want to admit it?"

"How do you say this? What do you mean by losing but not wanting to admit it?" Ling Luoyu glanced at him, hehe: "You?"

"Why is it me? It's obviously you. You just said, it's the poison we two hit. You clearly said that he will definitely tell me whether the Lord of God is dead or alive, but what about now?"

Feng Chenglin became anxious and took a step across to stop Ling Luoyu.

"You were there too. You heard it. He didn't talk about the Lord of God at all. He just avoided talking about it!"

"Didn't he say anything about the Divine Lord?" Ling Luoyu smiled lightly, but his eyes were meaningful: "Are you sure, he didn't say anything?"

Feng Chenglin took a step back, his expression serious and solemn: "Third Young Master, we don't do this. Since we are talking about a bet, we must have the spirit of a bet. You can't just cheat when you lose, right?"

Heaven can testify that he has very few chances to win against Ling Luoyu in this life. He finally won this time, how could he let it go so easily.

"Damn fat man, let me ask you, why does he wait until tomorrow to tell us important things? Is there anything that cannot be said today?"

"Nonsense, you ask me, who am I going to ask? I also said just now that there is something that cannot be said today. Didn't you not hear it?"

"That's why I asked you, is there anything you can't say today?"

"You," Feng Chenglin said anxiously, "Aren't you talking nonsense? This is what I asked just now, and he didn't answer me, so how can I answer you?"

"So, what do you think?!"

"I..." Feng Chenglin was a little frustrated: "What am I saying, you, Third Young Master, you don't follow martial ethics. If you lose, you lose. Who doesn't lose every day? It's just one loss, you Why can’t you afford to lose?”

"I can't afford to lose?" Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes at him, was too lazy to talk nonsense, turned and left: "Then think about it carefully, why do you have to wait until tomorrow to tell me the answer!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Um?

Why do these words seem a bit...meaningful? ?

Why wait until tomorrow?

Is it just a matter of going back and thinking about it carefully?

What else could it be! ?

Could it be that you should go back and ask others before making a decision? ?

Feng Chenglin's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction where Lu Ming disappeared.

"Go back? Damn it..." He chased Ling Luoyu and stopped her in a few steps: "Third Young Master, what do you mean? No, it doesn't mean that he is going back tonight to ask about the Lord of God. Do you mean it?"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes at him again: "Not too stupid!"