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When Ye Qing came back and found out that the money had been delivered, although he was a little surprised with the extra five hundred thousand silver, he did not say anything and just accepted it all.

In the eyes of an Immortal cultivator like Ye Qing, the wealth of the mortal world was merely useless stones or white paper.

If he hadn't considered the possibility of making his mother happy when he saw her in the future, he, who was a businessman, wouldn't have been interested in taking the money from the Fan family.

Of course, this was all a story in the future.

Noon at the Prefecture Buddha Institution.

Xu Linjian found Ye Qing again and told him that there was still a game for the Kudu party this afternoon, and that he had to move his things.

This time, Ye Qing rejected him without any trace of politeness.

"What did you say?" "You're not going?" Xu Linjian thought she had heard wrongly.

This Ye Qing, who had always been obedient to her like a dog, actually dared to resist her?

"They're going to have to move their own people. What does that have to do with me?" Ye Qing looked at the book in his hand without even glancing at Xu Linqing as he replied in an indifferent manner.

The last time he went to help was because everyone was classmates in the same department. In the end, after she helped, she instead received a sneer from Xu Linjun, causing Ye Qing's impression of her to plummet.

Of course, Xu Linjian herself did not know about this.

At that time, she thought that Ye Qing had walked far away and could not be heard. However, she did not know that Ye Qing was not an ordinary person like her.

"Are you sure you're not going?" Xu Linjun's face darkened, her beautiful eyes staring coldly at Chen Fan.

"No!" Ye Qing resolutely spat out two words.

"So you're saying, in your opinion, our Heavenly Academy's match has nothing to do with severity?" Xu Linjian let out a cold snort. She was extremely angry.

She came from a superior background, and she was beautiful, so she was the head disciple of mister. Ever since she was young, she had been held high and mighty by many people like a princess. Only someone as outstanding as Luo Hua An was able to make her lower her head slightly. Since when had she ever been rejected in such a way?

Moreover, the person who rejected her was actually a new disciple from a small county.

This time, Ye Qing was too lazy to even speak and just looked at the book in his hand.

"Ye, how dare you refuse to give face to our Ku Ju team?" A tall male student stood up from the front row and walked over with heavy footsteps as he angrily glared at Ye Qing.

His name was He Youwu. He was a martial arts student, and also a substitute member of the Tianyuan Academy's Ku Dang Team. He valued the glory of his team very much.

Luo Hua An, who was standing on the side, also noticed the commotion over here and frowned as he looked over.

"So what?" Ye Qing raised his head and looked at him with a faint smile.

A group of brats dared to take his face? He really did cultivate his mind a while ago, making this brat think that he was easy to bully.

"You …" He was so angry that his face turned red. He raised his hand and was about to hit someone.

Zhong Huai, who was sitting beside Ye Qing, quickly stood up and hugged him.

"Brother Rong, Young Master Rong, please give me some face. He's new here, he doesn't know anything, so don't lower yourself to the same level as him." As he said this, Zhong Hui resentfully said to Ye Qing, "Isn't it just moving things around? I'll go with you, okay?" Let's hurry up and go. "

"Zhong Hui, sit down. Don't bother with these simple-minded guys. These people aren't qualified." Ye Qing smiled contemptuously, looking at He Youguo like he was looking at a monkey.

Ye Qing's words immediately angered He Youwu and the other martial arts disciples.