People in the League, Masters of Time Management

If it wasn't for those white silks that could seduce Mubai, she would never have come here.

"This way, please." After several carriages stopped, Bolton immediately ran over enthusiastically to lead the way for the two.

Their arrival did not attract much attention, only a few people in important positions who knew the inside story would cast curious eyes, wanting to see how many arms and heads the legendary swordsman had.

But the glances were not all friendly.

"You rebel army doesn't seem to be harmonious either?" Mu Bai glanced at the crowd lightly, then lowered the brim of his hat and asked in a low voice.

"Oh... I made you laugh..."

Bolton scratched his head in shame, and explained in the same thin and heavy voice:

"Originally, the rebels were very united, until our forces faintly showed signs of defeating the Noxus bastards, everything changed..."

"People in the Brotherhood advocate vigorously developing military power, recruiting people from all walks of life, and forming a stronger army to counterattack Noxus. But the respected Blade Dancer thinks this is too radical, and once denied the decision of the Brotherhood."

"So...a rift appeared within the Resistance Army. Some people believed in the radical faction headed by the Navoli Brotherhood, while others insisted on the conservative faction headed by the Blade Dancers."

Bolton looked at a tall and slender figure in the crowd, sighed, and continued, "They treat you badly, probably because they regard you as the blade dancer's helper...sorry."

"It's okay." Mu Bai shrugged, not judging whether the radicals or the conservatives are good or bad.

Irelia is one of the earliest "awakened" people in Ionia, and her thinking must be different from that of the balanced gang, otherwise she would not have taken the initiative to lead troops to fight.

As for her current conservative decision, there must be her own reasons or difficulties, but the radicals cannot understand it for the time being.

"Here it is, please come in, both of you."

While thinking, Bolton suddenly stopped, pointed to a temple in front of him and said:

"The respected Blade Dancer is waiting for you two inside. I won't go in."

"Okay, thank you." Mu Bai simply saluted, and then took Syndra's little hand and walked into the temple step by step.

The building area of ​​this temple is not large, and the decoration is very simple.There is an arched door on the outermost side, and there is a small yard full of flowers and plants when walking inside, and the inside is the place where Irelia usually practices and handles official duties.

Pushing open the door and entering, Mu Bai immediately saw the girl sitting on the futon.

The red corset and silver armor were tightly attached to her smooth and fair skin, her long black hair without any restraints hung down her waist, and her beautiful light blue eyes were as sharp as a falcon.

The exquisite facial features make her look not like an excellent rebel leader, but a beautiful dancer who is sought after by thousands of people.

Blades made of shattered family crests lined up around her, graceful and deadly.

"Mr. Mubai, and Miss Xingdora?" Irelia asked in an uncertain tone, with a look of joy and surprise on her face.

In the description in the letter, she thought that Mu Bai would be an old swordsman who was nearly thirty years old and covered with scars, with strong muscles and a pair of cold-blooded and sharp eyes.

But the young man in front of him...with a handsome face and soft eyes, the gap between him and his imagination is too great...

Miss Xingdora fits the guess—beautiful, tall, and exuding powerful waves of magic power.

"Well, I'm Mubai." Mubai nodded and bowed slightly, "Nice to meet you, Miss Irelia."

Syndra hesitated for a while and still didn't say hello, but hid behind Mubai like a little girl, looking at Irelia with a bit of hostility.

Is this the leader of the rebel army in Navoli...why so young...

And she's a girl, she's pretty pretty too...

Tsk, I knew I wouldn't be here...

"I'm also very happy to see you two. Please sit down, Mr. Mubai and Miss Xingdora." Irelia didn't notice Syndra's hostility, and warmly greeted them to sit down.

"I invited the two of you here this time to thank you very much." She stood up and bowed respectfully, "It was you who saved the people of Ferol Island, and I hereby offer you my highest respect. "

"It's easy to do." Mu Bai said modestly.

Syndra still stared at the other party without saying a word, secretly planning to keep Mu Bai away from this woman.

In the next half hour, the two sides tried each other in the name of small talk.Irelia repeatedly threw out olive branches, but Mu Bai shied away with various reasons, resolutely unwilling to get involved in the war between the two countries.

In the end, Irelia had no choice but to give up for the time being, and ordered someone to take them down to rest and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Naplesia.

"It's the same with capable people. You don't get in. You have to find something that they are really interested in."

As soon as Mubai and Syndra left, Karma arrived on the back, with a faint smile on her face, as if no matter what happened, she couldn't be flustered.

"Oh, that's easy to say..." Irelia rubbed her temples in distress, feeling a bit at a loss for a while.

God knows what they are interested in?You can't ask directly...

"Take your time, don't worry." Karma smiled, "Let's observe for a while. If they really don't intend to stay, it's useless to force them."

"You're right...but I don't want to give up two strong men with such talents." Irelia sighed again.

"Well...then I can show you a way."

"Do you have a solution?"

"Well, it depends on whether you are willing to spend your money."

"What way, tell me quickly!"

Seeing Irelia's expectant look, Karma showed a weird smile:

"Aren't you just single?"

Chapter 18 A place where men love

I have to say that Irelia's hospitality was really good, and Presidian's local customs were indeed attractive enough.

Mubai enjoys food, wine, and beautiful scenery from day to night. He also enjoys the dance carefully prepared by the beautiful sisters.

The only strange thing is...Sindra always keeps a cold face, and she insists that the dance is not good, even though the dance is very exciting, it is inexplicable.

After a whole day of enjoyment, Mubai and Syndra were arranged in the room for entertaining VIPs—two rooms.

At first, Mu Bai was a little upset, thinking that Bolton's arrangement was too dull.Money can't be wasted like this, it's enough to squeeze one room, why bother to make room for two rooms?

Until after twelve o'clock there was a knock on his door.

Bolton stood by the door, rubbing his hands like a fly, with a silvery smile on his face.

"What's the matter?" Mu Bai frowned and looked at the other party up and down, subconsciously covering the door with a crack.

"Hey, are you interested in having some fun, Mr. Mubai?" Bolton said in a low voice as much as possible, "You are satisfied with the characteristics of Navoli Province..."

"feature'?"

"That's right, it's exactly what you think... Absolutely exciting, much more interesting than those performances during the day!"

"I am a gentleman, and I will never do anything that violates the law or discipline." Mu Bai said righteously and sternly.By the way, he glanced at Syndra's door.

Bolton understood, and immediately added: "Let's come back in the middle of the night. If you don't stay overnight, it's not considered a violation of the law."

"Hey, if it's not illegal..."

"It's absolutely not illegal! Most of the young men in Navoli have been there, don't you think we're all right?"

"It's so good, it's so good." Mu Bai patted the other party's shoulder vigorously, feeling that this guy is really young and promising.

Bolton laughed a few times embarrassedly, and his heart beat faster when he thought of what he was going to do later.

"Then please come with me..."

………………

After more than half an hour, the two slipped out of the rebel base, bypassed several brightly lit night markets, and stopped in front of a dim and dilapidated house.

There was a big fat man smoking a cigarette at the door, his face was full of flesh and fierceness.

But Bolton seemed to know him very well, and went up to talk to him directly: "Hey, man! Can you go in today?"

"Yes and no." The fat man exhaled a puff of smoke, and glanced at Mubai intentionally or unintentionally, "You know what I mean?"

"This is my brother."

"So what, it's not my brother."

"A silver coin?"

"Hey, you are too polite, they are all my brothers."

Looking at this dirty transaction, Mu Bai became more convinced of his conjecture.

There must be something good hidden in it that can speed up a man's heart rate and body temperature!

After finishing the gatekeeper, Bolton led Mubai into the house immediately, and then walked down the dark spiral staircase to the basement, obviously not the first time he was familiar with the way.

There is a hole under the house.

The louder the noise, the brighter the lights, and the ridiculously large "basement" is full of blood-thrilling goodies.

Mu Bai even heard the woman's cry, which made him swallow unconsciously.

Turning around the last bend, the scene that countless men have dreamed of finally came into view——

A spacious underground fighting arena!

Money and violence are the main tone here, the smell of bad perfume and sweat are mixed together, the deafening shouts are intertwined with the crisp sound of gold coins falling into the tray.

The air is full of the most primitive human desires, stimulating everyone's heart.

"How about it, Mr. Mubai, isn't this place nice?" Bolton laughed and sat down, relaxing his long-suppressed mood.

"It's really good." Mubai nodded in satisfaction, and sat next to him, "I used to like to watch boxing matches, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance later."

"Hey, then you have to appreciate it tonight."

"of course."

A match just ended in the arena.The big muscular man was screaming and venting his joy, and the audience who won the bet yelled in unison with him, while those who lost the money yelled at the vastaya who was dragged down.

This kind of competition is very dangerous, but correspondingly, the rewards are also very generous. Many young and strong people will come to the fighting field to try their luck and try to get rich overnight.

Of course, most people died overnight.

"The following is the most influential new challenger today!"

In the arena, the host used all his life's knowledge to mobilize the audience's emotions. The exaggerated movements combined with the high-pitched tone can indeed create a feeling of expectation:

"He is the most promising new star in the fighting arena! He is a natural hunter full of strength and aggression! He is the perfect combination of human and beast!"

"Let us shout his name together—"

"Se-ti-!"

This simple name instantly detonated the audience, and countless audience stood up excitedly from their seats, shouting and waving.

The host rubbed his chin in satisfaction, and when the shouts subsided slightly, he continued to introduce another contestant with his voice:

"Our invincible Capidopa has gone through 57 life-and-death battles in total! Until now, he has not lost a single one!"

"Today! The dark horse with the most potential meets the boxing champion with the most qualifications!"

"Everyone! Tonight, let us witness together whether it is the new king ascending the throne or the boxing champion defending!"

After the words fell, the big man on the ring showed a dignified expression, his eyes fixed on the man who was walking towards him.

Sett's name has long been spread in this fighting arena - extremely powerful strength, extremely exaggerated ability to resist blows.Even if his fights are chaotic, he can crush his opponents with absolute strength and ferocity.

It's a hard bone...

"There is something to watch." Bolton expressed his excitement, "That guy named Seti has only been in the industry for half a month, and he has the qualifications to challenge the old boxing champion. It's not easy."

"Ah."

Mu Bai responded lightly, and looked at the muscular man who didn't have any followers by his side.

This time it's really a surprise... You're a good guy, you can try to win him over.

The alien born of the Noxus and the Vastaya, who has been criticized and looked down upon since childhood, changed his fate against the sky with a pair of iron fists, and is a proper template for the protagonist in the novel.

"But unfortunately, his opponent is too strong." Bolton continued to analyze, "Capidopa is a long-established boxing champion, it may be a tough fight for him tonight, but he will never lose. "

"Really?" Mu Bai chuckled, "But I think Sett will win."

"Impossible, Mr. Mubai. I know their record very well. It is impossible for Capidopa to lose."

"A gamble?"

"no problem."