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My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!-Novel

Chapter 135 - Kill Him
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Chapter 135: Kill Him

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“What compensation do you want?” Duan Yue was sullen. He felt like every time he met this imp nothing good happened.

“Fixed price, 100 pieces of low-grade magnetite in exchange for his wretched life,” Qiao Mu calmly stated.

The people from Daybreak Sect all looked at Qiao Mu as though she was a freak.

One hundred pieces of low-grade magnetite? This child really had the appetite of a lion, her guts raising people’s hackles!

“Second Junior Brother, how should we handle this?” Duan Yue promptly kicked the ball to Shang Kun’s court.

When Shang Kun heard “Second Junior Brother,” his brows involuntarily trembled.

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“Eldest... Second Senior Brother,” a Daybreak Sect disciple quickly corrected himself as he addressed Shang Kun. “You can’t give it to her!”

“That’s fine since he is part of your group anyway. Second Junior Brother, when you bring Junior Brother Jia’s corpse back to see Sect Master, remember to provide an adequate explanation.” Duan Yue turned around to leave after saying this.

“Eld-eldest Junior Brother, wait! Wait!” Shang Kun blocked Duan Yue with embarrassment. “How about we pool our resources and ransom Junior Brother Jia first before thinking of a way to kill this child...”

Shang Kun’s eyes emanated a cold light when he looked at Qiao Mu, and his voice turned lower.

He will seek revenge for this disgrace!

Shock entered Duan Yue’s heart. He was about to berate this idiot when he saw an icy glint surface in Qiao Mu’s eyes.

“Kill him!”

Following this abrupt order, a black figure dropped down from the sky, and a powerful burst of mystic energy slammed into Shang Kun’s chest.

Shang Kun felt pain stab his chest and felt he suddenly flew up, heavily crashing into the nearby table. Blood spat from his mouth, and shock pervaded his eyes.

The table was snapped in half, and the scholar hastily stood up and retreated.

Astonishment appeared in the eyes of Gu Qingfeng and the disciples of Daybreak Sect.

They knew Shang Kun’s cultivation. He was a level six mystic cultivator, a shining star amongst the younger generation.

However, now, he was no match against the attack of this youth in black who appeared out of nowhere.

Ao’ye swiftly shot up and was about to add another stab when Duan Yue hastily called out, “500-500 pieces of low-grade magnetite for these two idiot’s lives!”

“Ao’ye.”

The youth in black quickly returned to Qiao Mu’s side.

“600!”

“600 is too expensive. Two idiots aren’t worth that price!” Duan Yue blinked his misty seductive eyes and said with a mischievous smile, “500 with a kiss added! How about it?”

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“Who are you kissing, punk?!” Ao’ye’s brows twitched, and he suddenly had an ominous feeling.

“Your Highness the Crown Prince, you are in danger!”

“Fine, 500 then. They are truly worthless,” the apathetic child agreed with a cold face.

As for some kiss, she naturally did not want it!

Duan Yue reached out to summon a bag and handed it to her with a grin. “You’re Qiaoqiao, right? I must say, we really have an affinity...”

Qiao Mu turned around as soon as she took the bag and walked toward her parents, leaving behind a dumbfounded youth.

“I haven’t finished speaking yet!!! Your bad habit of thinking you spoke too much without speaking more than three sentences really needed to be corrected! You won’t have any friends otherwise!”

Duan Yue was very annoyed so he immediately looked back at Shang Kun, who just stood back up, and angrily shouted, “Five hundred pieces of low-grade magnetite, return it to me tomorrow!”

Shang Kun abruptly fell back on the ground, miserable. “Eldest Senior Brother, I-I don’t have that much magnetite.”

Duan Yue did not have an outlet for his anger so he shouted, full of ire, “I don’t care whether you have it. Steal it, snatch it, whatever! You just have to return it to me tomorrow!”

Otherwise, you will die!

“Little Miss, why don’t you also take the test? If your family has two mystic cultivators, the City Lord’s Estate will provide quite a decent residence for you, and you will only need to finish one mission every month to continue staying there at no cost.”