C4 This Is Impossible

Although Chu Tianhee thought this in his heart, he didn't reveal it on his face. He laughed out loud and patted his own face as he said: "Look at this, brother, I forgot that you're the son of Shen Tianlong. How could I fall for this small amount of money?"

The smile on his face vanished, and he said with extreme sincerity: "Brother Shen, this is a hundred thousand gold, I will give you all the Falling Cloud Abbey, as long as you give me the sect order, I will give you three sets of third-rate cultivation techniques and a first-rate cultivation technique, what do you think?"

Chu Tianhee's heart was bleeding as he said this.

His heart roared madly. This was a note worth a hundred thousand taels of gold!

It had to be known that the past generations of their Cool Breeze Abbey had only accumulated around 500,000 gold!

To be able to take out a fifth of it in such a short period of time, how could he not feel pained?

More importantly, taking out a first-rate cultivation technique would shake the foundation of his Cool Breeze Abbey, because his Cool Breeze Abbey only had three first-rate cultivation techniques!

However …

Chu Tianhee relaxed when he thought about how he would take back all the things he gave out to Ye Zichen.

Gulp!

The group of Cool Breeze Abbey disciples following Chu Tianhee couldn't help but gulp down their saliva.

100,000 gold!

They had never seen so much money in their lives, and they believed that no one would not be tempted by such a huge sum of money, even if it was an expert with the Thousand Cauldrons.

When Chu Tianhee heard this, he became even more proud. Even his own disciples were tempted. If so, how could he not be tempted by the Feng Hua site and the huge expense of Shen Shu?

He no longer said anything and just stared straight at Shen Shu, waiting for the moment this good-for-nothing wastrel revealed his original personality and impatiently stood up.

There was about a dozen or so breaths of silence.

During this period of time, the atmosphere was frighteningly heavy. It was as if a formless cloud had enveloped this dilapidated courtyard. A storm was brewing, and the pressure on one's chest made it hard to breathe.

"Creak …"

Shen Shu finally stood up from his seat. Under his body, the broken wooden chair emitted a strange sound. It sounded like the whining of an old dog about to die.

"Watching..." Abbey Master, think twice! " Shen Shu's action was like a rock, smashing into the bottom of Elder Jiang's heart and sinking straight down. His expression instantly changed. A bit of disappointment, a bit of defeat, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. His entire spirit seemed to have dimmed along with it. Shen Shu, are you planning to give it up?

"Senior apprentice-brother!"

"Abbey Master!"

The other disciples of the Falling Cloud Abbey also followed suit and called out. Pairs of worried, disappointed, and uneasy eyes were all fixed on Shen Shu. Everyone's expression was a little blank, because they were all orphans, and had been adopted by the Falling Cloud Abbey.

They had heard of the glorious story of Falling Cloud Abbey since they were young. Even though their Falling Cloud Abbey was now in ruins, every single one of them had always believed that one day, their Falling Cloud Abbey would once again flourish, resplendent, just like it was eight years ago!

But now, Shen Shu was going to hand over the sect's order for his own personal gain. This made them vaguely feel like their faith had been broken, their dreams shattered, and they were filled with fear and trepidation.

"Don't worry …" Shen Shu turned his head and smiled, then looked at everyone.

Relax?

Just based on Shen Shu's previous impudence, how could anyone be at ease! How could anyone believe this!

Everyone's expression was obvious.

It was obvious that he, Shen Shu, was someone who would forget everything.

Perhaps this was the unreliable impression that his previous self had of him. In the hearts of the crowd, this impression was too deep.

'Looks like I have to think of a way to change their mind.' Shen Shu pondered.

He decided not to say anything else and continued walking forward.

Since ancient times, the reputation of strong people did not come from words. They were created by actions and punches over and over again.

"Abbey Master!"

"Abbey Master!"

Everyone shouted loudly, their faces were full of grief. They felt as if they were carrying a huge mountain, and it felt as if they were being rooted to the ground. They couldn't even take a single step. The young Tongtong started crying, his face full of grief and grievance.

If anyone here was the happiest.

Only Chu Tianhee! At this moment, his entire body was trembling in excitement as he watched Shen Shu walk towards him step by step. His heart was burning even more intensely, and it was as if he had already seen Shen Shu hand over the sect order. His Cool Breeze Abbey was listed as one of the ten great sects in Dafeng City, and he was revered by tens of thousands of people.

"Brother Shen Di …"

Even if Chu Tianhee was a Abbey Master who had been at the Cool Breeze Abbey for three years, he would think that he had seen many storms, and it would be extremely difficult for him to not be affected by them. However, he could still feel that his heart was trembling, and his throat was parched from excitement. He could not say a single word clearly.

However, an excited smile appeared on his face.

Especially when he saw Shen Shu taking the one hundred thousand taels of gold from his hands, his mouth opened even wider, as if he was hit in the head by a heaven-shocking prize. He felt dizzy, as if he was floating in the clouds, and his thoughts were surreal.

"Wu Shuang Di, I, Chu Tianhee, promise you that you will be proud of what you have done today!" Chu Tianhee's voice was a bit sharp from excitement, like a duck that had its throat pinched.

"Is that so?"

Shen Shu smiled without denying anything, but he was very indifferent.

"Yeah, I promise you, I …" Chu Tianhee wanted to continue talking endlessly.

At this time.

"Pah!"

He felt a slight pain on his face. He was stunned as his words came to an abrupt stop. He let a stack of golden notes fall to the ground. The muscles on his face stiffened in excitement from a moment ago. There wasn't even time to change his expression.

"Abbey Master?"

"Abbey Master?!"

A wave of puzzled, excited, and suppressed voices came from behind Shen Shu. He turned around and saw that the eyes of Shen Linlin and the others were shining like never before. They were like bright stars in the night sky.

Even Elder Jiang, who was originally bald and disappointed, was stunned for a moment. His lifeless, gray eyes lit up like they had been reignited by a spark. The face of the orange peel like old man slowly relaxed. His face was radiant and his mouth opened to reveal a jagged old tooth. He silently smiled.

That smile contained gratification, as well as pride.

"Brother Shen Di, what are you doing?" Only after a long time did Chu Tianhee come back to his senses. His expression was dull as he said in disbelief.

Shen Shu actually didn't want his one hundred thousand taels of gold?

Furthermore, he took it and threw it on his face as if it was mud?

Impossible!

This was impossible!

Chu Tianhee kept shaking his head. One must know that it was a hundred thousand taels of gold. If it wasn't ten pieces of scrap paper, even he would be moved. How could Shen Shu, the good-for-nothing, reject it? He even thought that he was too overjoyed, resulting in his head becoming muddled and hallucinating. He could not help but extend his hand and give himself two slaps.

He wanted to wake himself up and escape from the illusion in time!