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Chapter 48 – Young master, do not bully the poor youth!

"These Li people are despicable. They are willing to do anything to destroy our bookshop!"

The voice was extremely angry.

Xun Zhiyin had heard Ying Wuji curse before, but he had never heard him curse so fiercely and shamelessly. He immediately perked up his ears to listen carefully, wanting to see what had happened that had made Ying Wuji so angry.

Since that incident, Ying Wuji had changed greatly. He was the most sensitive person.

He used to be very well-behaved, but later he pointed at Xun Zhiyin's nose and cursed, as if nothing was important to him.

Now he was so angry, it must not be a small matter.

He just said... they want to destroy the bookshop?

Isn't that the industry of our young master Wuque?

Xun Zhiyin's heart skipped a beat, feeling uneasy, and listened even more carefully.

Bai Zhi whispered softly to comfort him, "Young master, don't panic! You can do it."

"Hmph..."

Ying Wuji sneered, "Can I? Other bookshops have printing techniques too. What advantages do we have in our corner?"

"But our embassy still has..."

Bai Zhi's voice lowered, as if afraid of being overheard.@@@@

"Shut up!"

Ying Wuji interrupted sharply, his voice also lowered a lot. "Do you want me to beg Xun Zhiyin?"

Bai Zhi felt wronged. "But this bookshop is your hard work..."

Ying Wuji was extremely annoyed. "Do you think I want to? But there are only ten days left. We can't get orders from other countries. We'll just have to wait. We won't make money from the rich, but we can still make some from the common people."

"But, but... we invested so much money!"

"That's the money Hua Chao invested in the paper mill. What does it have to do with my bookshop? Anyway, I didn't lose any money!"

Ying Wuji's voice seemed a little depressed, and he cursed a few more times before going straight back to his room.

Xun Zhiyin: "..."

Tie Niu: "..."

Xun Zhiyin sat silently for a while, then quickly called one of his subordinates, "Go outside and find out what happened?"

"Yes!"

The subordinate took the order and quickly left the embassy.

Xun Zhiyin sat down and took a sip of tea, his breathing becoming a little faster. The last time he expressed loyalty to Ying Wuque, he praised this bookshop to the sky.

If something went wrong, what should he do?

"Bang!"

Someone knocked on the door.

Bai Zhi asked, "Who is it?"

Xun Zhiyin said, "It's me, Young Master!"

Ying Wuji said, "Get lost!"

Xun Zhiyin: "..."

Bai Zhi whispered, "Young Master! Maybe this guy can help. Why not let him in and talk to him?"

Ying Wuji sounded disgusted. "He can't help with anything. My head hurts a bit, you go back and massage it for me."

"Okay..."

Then there was no more sound in the courtyard.

Xun Zhiyin: "..."

He was a little annoyed, but also helpless. Ying Wuji had been wearing his dislike on his face these days, and he was just looking for trouble by going over there. He didn't expect Ying Wuji to be so stubborn that he wouldn't even ask for his help.

After thinking about it, he signaled to the servant guarding the door, and the servant quickly opened the courtyard door.

Xun Zhiyin walked towards the pavilion where the two had been sitting just now.

Before he got close, he smelled the strong smell of alcohol. It seemed that Ying Wuji had vomited here.

The stone platform was in a mess, the inkstone was overturned, and there were scraps of paper everywhere. It was evident how angry Ying Wuji had been.

What was he writing just now? Why did he tear it up again?

Xun Zhiyin quickly picked up the scraps of paper, and his curiosity drove him to piece them together. Although there was a lot of ink stains, he could still see what was written.

He looked carefully and subconsciously read it out loud.

"Refining essence realm, third level!""The young man had no expression on his face, but there was a self-mocking smile at the corner of his lips. His tightly clenched hand, due to the force, caused his slightly sharp nails to deeply pierce into the palm, bringing waves of piercing pain?"

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He was stunned for a moment. Was this the story written by Ying Wuji?

It was somewhat unconventional, and the protagonist of the story was just a waste at the third level of refining essence. Who would read a story about a waste? How could it compete with "Strange Tales of Mountains and Seas"?

He continued to look down.

Xun Zhiyin's expression gradually became excited.

"Jump!"

After reading the last page, he suddenly stood up.

Returning to his residence, he took out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, quickly wrote something, and finally took out a token from the drawer, summoning a servant: "Make sure to give this to the young master!"

The servant took a closer look and saw a line of words written on the paper: "Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river, don't bully the young and poor, young master!"