Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 712

Chapter 712 - 713 - Heavenly Demon Pavilion is the Clear Tea Pavilion

"Girl, who taught you arithmetic? 100,000 silver reduced by 2000 taels is equal to 8 taels? "Are you sure?"

There seemed to be nothing wrong with that, the Su'er nodded her head vigorously.

"Also, you are not allowed to call me la.s.s, you have to call me G.o.ddess!" Su'er said in a serious tone: "If you call me wrongly, I will give you ten thousand gold!"

Mu Jin finally understood what was going on. How could this girl not know? She was so infatuated with money, how could she not know how much it was? She was purposely reneging on her debt, not wanting to take out the items nor the money.

What else is a weird uncle?

Did he look strange?

"Eight liang, right? Are you sure you owe me eight taels? " Mu Jin held onto the promissory note, raised his charming mouth and said to Su'er.

"Yes, it is eight taels. This G.o.ddess has not miscalculated!" Su'er looked away.

"Fine, eight taels of silver will do, but the interest will be ten thousand taels per day. Tomorrow you will not return the money, the day after tomorrow will be ten thousand and eight hundred liang, the day after tomorrow will be twenty thousand and eight liang, and so on and so forth until you do!"

As Mu Jin said that, he picked up his brush and added a line at the end: Interest: 10,000 taels per day!

Compared to the crooked words from the Su'er, every stroke of Mu Jin's was vigorous and powerful, powerful enough to cut through paper.

After he finished writing, Mu Jin blew the ink dry and was about to put it back into his sleeves.

Su'er was enraged, she immediately extended her two short hands to s.n.a.t.c.h the IOU back, but with Su'er's height, it was not even as long as Mu Jin's legs.

Even if he jumped, he could only reach Mu Jin's chest.

"You … You, you are blackmailing and cheating. And, also, the abduction of children … " Su'er was angry to the point that her teeth were itching, it could be said that she had used her entire life's worth of words, but unfortunately she was small, short, and also short. Even if Mu Jin did not raise her hand up high, Su'er would not be able to retrieve the promissory note even if she used her Qing Gong.

"Little Su'er, if you continue speaking, will I become a trafficker?" The child protected his eyes and looked confused. Furthermore, what he said was very reasonable and confident.

Mu Jin only felt that it was funny.

"You are a trafficker, this G.o.ddess wants to report to the officials, saying that you stole a commoner's daughter and forced her to become a prost.i.tute … What else is there? " Which of the three countries committed the worst crime? Murder or prost.i.tution?

Mu Jin looked at Su'er's furious expression, and saw that her short legs were jumping on his body, and her short hands were even continuously pulling on her sleeves.

This was fun!

"Little Su'er, who taught you these things?" A normal mother wouldn't teach him, right?

"Don't call me little Su'er, call me G.o.ddess. If you call me Su'er again, I'm going to collect the money!" Su'er said fiercely, but after jumping a few times, she used up all of the strength in her body.

After that, he sat on the ground and looked at Mu Jin with wide eyes: "Ten thousand gold for each question you ask!"

Good heavens! He directly used the words he said just now to counterattack.

But... Perhaps ordinary people could do nothing about this child, but he felt that he could easily control him.

"Do you know what a brothel is?" "Your mother didn't tell you. Let me tell you, that is a place for men to enjoy themselves. And when you get there, you will be forced to become a prost.i.tute, a prost.i.tute!" Mu Jin felt that this child must have been pampered to the skies by others just like the Princess Xi Ya back then.

That was why he spoke and did things without caring about the consequences. He said whatever he wanted to say!

Her mother had said that prost.i.tutes were worldly women who relied on their skin to survive!

Wouldn't that brothel be filled with a group of prost.i.tutes?

Su'er was deep in thought.

Mu Jin thought that the Su'er was afraid. Who knew that the Su'er would raise her head and look at Mu Jin seriously: "Then isn't the brothel very profitable?"

"Of course you can make money. The more distinguished you are, the more money you can make from your brothels. Since there are several brothels in the Clear Ming Pavilion, I'll send you there to repay your debts!" Mu Jin's tone became exceptionally stern and cold.

It was completely different from the cold and indifferent appearance from before.

The clever Su'er naturally noticed this.

He knew that the man before him was emitting a dangerous aura.

Soon after, he also obediently withdrew his willfulness and put on a very obedient appearance.

"Uncle, I'm joking with you! I'll pay you back the eight taels of silver I owe you right now! " With that, he took out a silver note and pa.s.sed it to Mu Jin. "Uncle, there's no need to look for it!"

Sure enough, children need to be frightened and act as a deterrent to listen to you.

But the speed at which the Su'er turned hostile was simply too fast.

"One hundred thousand minus two thousand, how much is it?" Mu Jin did not accept it, but continued to look at Su'er with his cold eyes, and spoke with an extremely low voice.

"98,000!" Su'er quickly replied.

Mu Jin was very satisfied with this answer, he then took out the promissory note from just now, and waved it in front of Su'er: "This one is not counted, write me another one, when will you pay your debt, when will I release you?!"

"Then... All these thumb rings, gla.s.s beads, swords and so on, I don't want them anymore, I'll return them all to you! " Compared to money, Su'er wanted freedom.

"But you still owe me a fare!" Mu Jin looked at Su'er, lightly blinked his eyes, and muttered in a low voice.

Su'er stood in front of Mu Jin and glared at him. She really wanted to beat him up, but she couldn't.

If he were to use poison …

"Before you use poison against me, I hope that you can think it through clearly. If you accidentally consume this poison, I will definitely pour out the antidote that you have on you. At that time, no one will save you!" Mu Jin smiled and said to the Su'er, but his words were filled with coldness.

Almost all of Su'er's thoughts were written in her eyes.

Heavens, she had just thought of using poison, and her hands hadn't even touched the poison on her body yet, but this uncle had already seen through her.

How could this be? The only person in this world who could see through her with a single glance was her mother.

He even wanted to throw away her antidote? That was simply too cruel.

"Why would the Su'er poison uncle?!" In that moment, Su'er's voice was sweet but cute, "Su'er wouldn't dare!"

"Aren't you curious about whether Heavenly Demon Pavilion is powerful or not? Let me tell you, the Heavenly Demon Pavilion is the Clear Ming Water Pavilion! " Mu Jin was still smiling, but his low and cold voice made Su'er s.h.i.+ver all over.

When Su'er heard this, she was stunned, as if she was truly frightened. Her two eyes stared straight at Mu Jin, and fear slowly spread through his pitch-black pupils.

"After the previous pavilion master died, I took over the position of Heavenly Demon Pavilion. After that, I changed the name of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion to Ming-Ming Water Pavilion!" Mu Jin continued when he saw the Su'er's fearful expression.