Under One Person: From the Beginning of Infancy to the Great Saint Body

Chapter 8: Forcing Li Muxuan to Kneel
Chapter 8: Forcing Li Muxuan to Kneel
"Even if Immortal Daying is here, he has to give me an explanation!"

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"They have money!"

Jingming was silent for a moment, then pointed at Li Muxuan and spoke.

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“It’s not as simple as losing money.”

"If we want money, we can do all the things of the whole nature."

The elder shook his head and then rejected Jingming's proposal.

"Then I wonder how the senior wants to solve this matter?"

Hearing the other party's words, Jingming frowned and then spoke.

You can't take Li Muxuan's life, right?
"You two children can't make the decision on this matter. You should wait until the adults come."

The older man shook his head, knocked out the ash from his pipe, and spoke in a deep voice.

"I think the kid's family will be here soon."

"Liu Qing, put the weapon away."

"Okay, Master!"

Hearing the old man's words, the bald child snorted coldly and walked aside with the red tasseled spear.

Without the bald kid pressing him down, Li Muxuan also climbed up from the ground with his hands covering his arms and grimace.

"Humph!"

Looking in the direction of the bald boy, Li Muxuan snorted heavily, and then came to Jingming's side.

"You're really good at it."

Glancing at Li Muxuan, who looked like a defeated rooster, Jingming couldn't help but shook his head.

"I called you brother, you have to help me get revenge!"

Hearing Jingming's words, Li Muxuan, who was hiding beside Jingming, spoke in a low voice.

"Let's talk about this after Uncle Li comes."

Jingming shook his head slightly and had no intention of taking over this mess.

He felt that if his family heirloom was smashed, he would not only let his own children do it, but would do it himself.

"Humph!"

Hearing that Jingming disagreed, Li Muxuan couldn't help but snort.

However, he also knew the seriousness of the matter, so he didn't say anything more.

"Clatter!"

"Good, good singing!"

Time passed by minute by minute, and the curtain call sounded on the stage.

"I have failed to discipline my son properly. I hope the class owner can forgive me."

As the curtain fell, Li Muxuan's father walked in.

"Mr. Li, let's talk inside."

The elder man did not make any extra movements. He just nodded to Li's father, and then invited Li Muxuan's father into the innermost room.

"You!"

Looking at the boss's appearance, Father Li stared at Li Muxuan, then sighed heavily.

Li Muxuan lowered his head deeply and didn't even know when Li's father went in.

"It should be fine, right?"

Perhaps feeling the heavy atmosphere in the field, Li Muxuan gently landed beside Jingming and asked in a low voice with tears in his eyes.

"I don't know about that."

Jingming shook his head and glanced at Li Muxuan.

I don’t know whether Li Muxuan’s current behavior is real or just pretending.

However, based on his understanding of Li Muxuan, there is a high probability that Li Muxuan is pretending.

Just like a child will naturally lie and pretend to be weak in order to avoid punishment.

Li Muxuan naturally brought this ability to its fullest potential.

At the same time, we will also grasp the degree of it.

You say he did evil, but what he did could not be considered evil. You say he was not evil, but he was disgusting!
The only thing is that he smashed the statue of Hua Guang Patriarch now, probably because it exceeded his understanding.

After all, there are differences between idols.

"Since he is a cultivator, I hope Uncle Li can use the power of the Sanyi Sect and his eloquent tongue to solve this matter." Jingming put his hands behind his back and looked quietly at the room where the troupe owner and Li Muxuan's father were.

On the other side, Li Muxuan stood next to Jingming with an uneasy feeling in his heart.

Ten minutes later, Mr. Li and the class owner came out with a heavy face.

"Ten thousand dollars, I'll give it to you later."

Father Li bowed to the class owner and spoke in a low voice.

After saying that, he walked in front of Li Muxuan.

"father?!"

Looking at Mr. Li who came in front of him, Li Muxuan raised his head and shouted.

"Evil beast, kneel down and admit your fault!"

Father Li's face was gloomy, and the skin on his skinny face couldn't help but tremble.

Li Muxuan had a son in his old age, and he behaved like this because he spoiled him!
"Why?!"

Li Muxuan refused to accept it. He stiffened his neck and shouted loudly with tears in his eyes.

"Why?"

"You broke into someone's backstage for no reason and smashed their ancestor's statue."

"Afterwards, not only did he not sincerely admit his mistake, he also threatened me."

"Isn't this enough?"

"You have to wait until you've caused a huge disaster that's beyond repair before you're willing to admit your mistakes?!"

Father Li shouted loudly, his eyes full of self-blame and pain.

"Snapped!"

"Why don't you kneel down!"

Seeing that Li Muxuan was still stuck there, Li's father couldn't help but slap him.

The force was so strong that Li Muxuan fell to the ground.

"I won't admit my mistake!"

"It's just a statue, just give it to him as compensation!"

Li Muxuan covered his swollen cheek and shouted with sobs.

"A statue?"

"Kid, I don't know what the idol is in your mind."

"But this immortal was passed down by my ancestor."

"Among them, my master and uncle also lost seven lives."

"Kid, have you ever seen a dead person? Do you know the weight of life?"

The class leader looked at Li Muxuan's stubborn face and spoke slowly in a hoarse voice.

"If your father hadn't begged me so hard, I wouldn't have agreed even if it was 100,000 or 1 million dollars, let alone 10,000 dollars!"

"You are not a cultivator, otherwise, I would have to punish you!"

Oh no, this time this little bastard Li Muxuan has hit a wall.

Hearing the old man's words, Jingming couldn't help but glance at Li Muxuan who was sitting on the ground.

In Jingming's sight, Li Muxuan's hands, which were placed behind his back to support his body, were clenched tightly together.

Well, this little bastard didn't realize his own mistakes.

Just like a rebellious teenager, the more the troupe owner and Li's father asked Li Muxuan to apologize, the more he refused to accept it.

This kid is probably thinking about how to become a cultivator and then run this drama troupe.

"You still haven't admitted your mistake!"

Looking at Li Muxuan who was stubbornly sticking his neck out, Li's father shouted again.

"Tsk, you're just a coward. You dare to do it but you don't know how to take responsibility for it."

Looking at Li Muxuan gritting his teeth and refusing to speak, the little bald head in the crowd sneered with disdain.

"Okay, I apologize!"

After saying that, Li Muxuan turned around, from a slumped sitting position to a kneeling position, and kowtowed three times to everyone.

"But I want to fight you!"

"If you lose the fight, you kneel down and apologize to me!"

Li Muxuan gritted his teeth, blood flowing from his forehead, and shouted at the little bald man called Liu Qing.

(End of this chapter)