Xin Lin rubbed her own daddy's head, signaling him to enter the house first.
"Daddy, you go ahead and eat, Master Mo and I have something to discuss."
With just one sentence from Xin Lin, Chu Beiqing scampered off into the house, while Master Mo huffed.
"We don't have much to discuss. I won't go soft. Either you pay back the money, or leave someone behind to work for me for fifty years, or you can pack your things and scram."
Fifty years of work, dream on, old witch.
Xin Lin glanced at the deed in Master Mo's hand.
"My daddy can stay behind, but I have a few conditions."
Chu Beiqing is stubborn by nature; if he says he won't leave, he really won't.
Xin Lin wasn't quite at ease leaving Chu Beiqing at the Chu Mansion, after all, his Three Corpse Poison could flare up at any time, just like the Fu Xi's Energy inside her own body.
Ma Jingtian is a bit of a bonehead, and if he loses someone again, they might not be as lucky as this time.
