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This way.
Di Wu Yue took on five tasks, got a ticket number, and then happily went home.
The Di Wu Family Ancestral Home is very far from the Feng Shui Alliance, it takes three hours by subway.
Di Wu Yue calculated the subway fare and decisively chose the two-yuan bus instead.
Just as she turned around and took two steps, she bumped into a young man’s chest with a "thump".
"Ouch—" Di Wu Yue held her nose, tears streaming down, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts."
She took a step back, looked up, and found her creditor standing in front of her.
"..."
This debt chasing is a bit harsh.
"Third-class cripple, when do you think you can use your brainpower to grow taller?" Xize crossed his arms and looked at her leisurely, "You barely reach my chest, like a little kid."
Di Wu Yue glanced at his golden hair, "You grow taller, but you don’t grow brains."
"..."
Xize expressionlessly opened the car door and got into the driver’s seat.
He, as a grown man, won’t argue with a little girl.
After a few seconds, he saw Di Wu Yue hadn’t got in yet.
Xize turned his head, frowned, "What are you standing there for? Get in."
"Won’t I owe you more then?" Di Wu Yue hugged her small package tightly, "I don’t want to, I’ll take the bus, I have legs, I can walk!"
Xize held back, took a deep breath, "This time doesn’t count, is that okay?"
"Okay!"
Di Wu Yue decisively got in the car.
When she saw the gold decorations inside the car, she exclaimed, "Whoa, cutie, I think we have something in common, you like gold too, don’t you?"
"Yeah." Xize turned the steering wheel, "Your mentor even personally took me to dig for gold, it seems you didn’t get this treatment, third-class cripple."
After learning that the ancient continent of Atlantis had completely disappeared, his heart ached for a long time.
Di Wu Yue: "..."
She took out her phone to send a message to Ying Zijin.
[Boohoo master, you took someone else to dig for gold, and he ridiculed me for not having this treatment.]
[Dear Master]: ?
[Dear Master]: Tell him to scram.
Di Wu Yue’s eyes lit up, she continued to type.
[Master, I accepted a new task, next month, would you go with me, please? You can just watch, I’ll handle everything else.]
[Dear Master]: Sure, send me the coordinates, I’ll go with you.
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