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Duan Wu Village gnashed his teeth as he thought about this, but he then heard Liu'er speak again, "Manager Duan, I've said it today. I must change my clothes no matter what, otherwise how can I have the face to meet Gongsun Mu? Do you want to make one for me yourself, or do you want me to find one for you? " Duan Wucun's mind raced as he thought of this, "This stinking brat is purposely looking for the bad luck of Gongsun Clan, he's really a tough nut to crack!" Zhuang Dongguo has already admitted his defeat, why should I resist? "If this kid goes to the back of the hall and rummages around, wouldn't all those good materials be wasted?" He thought about it for a moment, then decided to trick Liu'er into entering Gongsun Manor to join hands with Gongsun Mu to deal with the enemy.

However, Duan Wucun was in a rather high mood, and there were many people outside the store to watch the show. How could he be willing to open his mouth and plead for mercy? Snorting coldly, he said, "How can those tattered clothes from the back hall be compatible with young master? I must have personally crafted it! " Liu'er laughed, "That's great! If I can wear the clothes that Manager Duan made, even if it's broken again in the future, I wouldn't want to change it. It's just that I can't endure having you wait for a few days. " Duan Wucun coldly snorted. I still need a day or two to cut my clothes? "

Liu'er heard this and said happily, "Not bad, not bad! Duan Wucun truly lived up to his name. "I just wonder if Manager Duan has good memory. If I release you, would you still remember what we said?" He thought that this person had a tough personality and wouldn't easily admit defeat. After exchanging blows, although they would not be afraid of him, it would be a waste of time. He originally wanted to head to Shaolin, but after Zhang Xiucai's wish, he started to wander the world, looking for Xiao Lan. Unexpectedly, he met with an injustice here.

Duan Wucun said: "There's no need for young master to remind me, I've never done many good deeds in my life, but I'm still a man who keeps his promises." Liu'er had seen a lot of lustful men these days, but they were rare to see such an unyielding and stubborn man. At this moment, seeing that he was not begging like the boss of the Flowing Phoenix Restaurant, she had already felt admiration for him and heard him utter such haughty words. She could not help but rejoice and say, "Alright! This is what a good man should do! " The long ruler comboed attack had already cleared his acupoints.

Duan Wucun stood up and sized her up with a cold eye. "Wait for me, young master." As he was about to leave, he looked at the injured shop assistant on the floor and called out to two of them. Then, he gave a few instructions. The two of them nodded and carried the shop assistant out. Liu'er was actually a bit embarrassed when she heard Duan Wuxiu's words. She apologetically said, "Young Master …." The silver ingot that I gave you just now should be enough for his treatment, right? " Duan Wucun didn't even spare him a glance as he coldly said, "That's fifty taels of silver. There's still a bit of it left! I want to go back? " Liu'er waved her hand repeatedly. "No, no, no. Manager Duan personally made me clothes. The rest is your hard-earned money.

Duan Wucun sneered, "If you were to snatch another fifty silver taels, you still wouldn't make it!" Liu'er was extremely embarrassed. As a tailor of Baili Wuyi, she could tell that he was definitely worth a lot. She blushed. He didn't know what to do. He then heard Duan Wucun continue, "However, this life of mine is much more valuable than fifty silver taels. Since this young master forgave me and I've also promised you, I naturally don't want money for this set of clothes. "When the fellow in my family recovers from his injury, he will definitely find a zero for you." Liu'er's face reddened as she waved her hand. "There's no need for that …" Duan Wucun didn't wait for him to finish, he turned around and walked into the rear hall.

Liu'er froze on the spot, thinking to herself, "This manager Duan is really too polite. He forced me, a little beggar, into a difficult position." He smiled bitterly and thought: "I am a beggar myself, how would I know about these matters between officials and nobles?" "It's not because I don't know how much he is worth." Liu'er felt strange staying in the empty shop, so she thought about it and walked out. After exiting, he saw that the people who came to watch the show were still gathered together, and did not disperse. He smiled and said: "Inside are only cloth. There is no money, so fellow villagers should go back."

Seeing that there were no benefits to be had, those people immediately felt the urge to retreat. He secretly admired the slovenly young man in front of him for defeating the two bullies from White Pond Town. As for someone like Duan Wucun, he was actually willing to personally chop clothes for him. This truly filled the crowd with envy. However, in White Pond Town, no one dared to treat the Gongsun clan like this. They didn't know if this young man would be able to leave the town alive. Some of them were kind, so they sneaked up to Liu'er and whispered, "Little brother, these people are not to be trifled with. Even if you were able to leave the town, even if all the kings in the surrounding area were to be engaged to Master Gongsun, they would not be able to leave Henan Province. Since the real target hasn't arrived yet, you should hurry up and leave. "

Liu'er thought to herself, "The reason why I've done so much is to draw out the main target!" He grinned and said, "Thank you for your reminder. However, we have yet to change out of these dirty clothes. How can we leave like this? " Another one said, "This little brother's martial arts are not bad, but his brain is too stupid! Is clothes more important or is your life more important? " Everyone else echoed his sentiments. Some urged Liu'er to leave, while some said she was too stupid. Liu'er simply smiled and left without a word. Seeing that they were unable to persuade him, those people reprimanded him for a while before dispersing.

After this incident, the sky would turn dark. The red and round setting sun hung between the leaves in the distance, dyeing half of the sky red. Liu'er looked at the sinking sun, and her heart was filled with thoughts. Thinking about it, "I wonder if Xiao Lan is somewhere, staring blankly at the sun. Is she thinking of me, too? " Thinking of Xiao Lan, his mind was like a surging river, he could no longer hold himself back, he really wanted to find her immediately. Thinking of this, Fang stood up and thought of the crazy Old Lady Chen. Her lonely figure immediately pulled Liu'er back from her state of mind.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the sun had already completely set behind the mountains. The sky had turned dark, and the town was starting to catch fire. Liu'er was lost in thought when she suddenly heard a light sound from behind her. Someone said: "Since I have important matters to attend to, why should I wade in this muddy water?" Liu'er turned around abruptly and saw that Duan Wuxiu was standing behind her, holding onto a dark green robe. She thought to herself, "It's been cut so quickly? He didn't measure me, so how would he know how big I was? How did he know I had something on my mind? " Then he smiled bitterly and understood, "I've written my thoughts on my face, how can others not see through it?" He also saw the veins on Duan Wucun's right hand, which was holding the iron shears, bulging, as if trying his best to endure. Liu'er looked at him and said with a smile, "Thank you for not killing me!"

Duan Wucun couldn't bear to put his clothes on the ground and still held it in his hands as he laughed coldly, "I am too much of a joke. It's clear that Young Master spared me. How can you say that I spared Young Master? " Liu'er said, "I was thinking too much just now. If the iron shears couldn't hold it in, I would have been dead by now." Duan Wucun raised the long robe in his hand and coldly said, "This young master looks down on me too much!" Liu'er took the gown and felt it was slippery. She almost dropped it. "He really used good materials!" Just as Fang Xing was about to thank Duan Wucun, he heard him say, "What methods do I have up my sleeve? How can those coarse cloths match up to my cutting?" I do not need to thank you, this is my habit, and it has nothing to do with you. "

Liu'er nodded and stopped talking. Duan Wucun continued: "Does Young Master Ye want to go to Gongsun Mansion? I can lead the way! "