After wearing the book, I was spoiled by the Prince Regent!

Chapter 538 Can Give You a Chance to Repent
"Our field owner is waiting for you, young master please."

The bearded steward welcomed her upstairs very politely.

In a wing room on the second floor, the owner in a black robe was already waiting there. When he saw her coming in, he raised his hands and clapped his hands, "Young master, you played well."

Xia Xinxin nodded, "Well, I'm really good."

owner...

The kid is a little crazy!

"Hahaha, self-confidence is the best thing. Our martial arts field needs talents like young master. If you don't consider staying in the exam, our martial arts field is very good in terms of treatment!"

"Oh, how good is it?" Xia Xinxin asked curiously.

"Just follow the arrangement of the martial arts field, and go up to fight a few rings every month. The monthly silver is 1000 taels. How about it? Do you want to stay?"

Xia Xinxin raised her eyebrows, "If I stay, can I still ask the owner for treasure?"

"That's impossible, you are all mine, how can you still ask for treasures!"

"Then I won't stay. I want to ask the host for a sword that cuts iron like mud."

owner...

"How can a sword earn 1000 taels a month, young master, you have to think about it carefully!"

"I've figured it out, I want the sword."

owner...

Did he think clearly? He didn't even think about it!
"No, if you think 1000 taels per month is too low, I can add more."

"How much?"

"Add 100 taels."

"100 taels, then I still want the sword."

owner...

Immediately choked!
Is 100 taels still small? After several years of fighting, they may not be able to get 100 taels of monthly silver.

"Forget it, I'll add 200 taels to you!"

The host felt that he was going to cut his flesh. When will he change his talent-happiness!
"200 taels, I still want the sword!"

owner...

Almost no old blood!

Grass, brat, 200 taels is too little!

"Stinky boy, don't push yourself too hard, be kind!"

"Well, I'm very kind. I don't want your silver, but your sword."

owner...

He patted the table and said, "Add 500 taels for you!"

There can be no more, at most he will die of pain!
"Silver is nothing but a possession, I want a sword."

owner...

he died!
How could there be such a reckless little guy!

He took a deep breath and said, "You really only want the sword?"

"Really all you need is a sword."

"No regrets?"

"No regrets!"

The field owner choked, looked at the long-bearded steward beside him, and snorted coldly, "Bring him a sword."

"Yes!"

The long-bearded steward immediately turned around and went out, and soon came back with a long sword, handed it to Xia Xinxin politely, and said with a smile, "Master, take it."

Xia Xinxin took it, and pulled it out with a swish, a burst of cold air rushed over her face, shining a cold light.

It looks like a nice sword.

She looked around and saw the copper iron ring on the door. She swung it fiercely, and the cold light flashed.

The door knocker was cut off without a sound, and fell to the ground with a "bang-dang--".

"Sure enough, it can cut iron like mud."

Xia Xinxin put her long sword into its sheath, and with a happy sound, she cupped her hands and said to the owner, "Thank you, owner, we will meet later!"

The voice fell, and he slipped away.

owner...

Damn, that brat, how dare he destroy his door!
He wanted to settle accounts with him, but the words he uttered were, "Stinky boy, you can come back after you have figured it out. I can give you a chance to repent!"

These days, there are too few martial arts prodigies with such clear bones, especially the red-tasseled spear in one hand, which makes people unforgettable.

Ouch, when will he change his talent-happiness!
(End of this chapter)