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970. Carbon has not been delivered in the snow, so why add icing on the cake?

970. If you haven’t sent carbon in the snow, why add icing on the cake?

Angel was still kneeling on the ground, but Chu Yun looked at her with a little playful look.

Facing the suggestion of King Sutton as a slave, Chu Yun smiled and replied lightly: "King King Sutton, I'm sorry. To put it, I don't like to hear it, this princess in your royal family is really not qualified to be a slave to me."

"Where do you come from? Where do you get it."

After the faint words fell, Chu Yun turned around and left.

Chu Yun's words made Sutton stunned, his face a little ugly. After all, Chu Yun's words were indeed very rude. The princess of the British royal family did not even have the qualifications to be a maid for her. This was indeed a bit offensive to their British royal family.

But after all, he had something to ask for Chu Yun, and even if Sutton was unhappy, he had to endure it.

"I don't want to give it to people as slaves. What's the use of asking you?"

Sutton had to vent his anger on An Qi, cursed angrily, and then chased Chu Yun: "Mr. Chu, I was indeed inappropriate in my consideration just now. Yes, the great god Amaterasu from Japan respectfully calls you the master. Our little princess in the sidelines does not have the qualifications to be a slave to Mr. Chu. Look at the princess of the orthodox royal family, if Mr. Chu agrees, I can let Princess Anne come to China this afternoon."

Princess Anne is a direct blood relative of the royal family. She is much more noble than Angel. In the future, she will be a person who is likely to succeed the Queen of the Eagle Kingdom. Naturally, it is not comparable to a small Angel.

However, when it comes to Sutton's suggestion, Chu Yun just shook his head and smiled, and left without saying a word.

Behind her, An Qi fell to the ground again. All her pride and confidence were shattered by Chu Yun just now.

The background and identity she once proud of was not worth mentioning in Chu Yun's hands. Even her confident appearance and charm were so unbearable in Chu Yun's eyes.

While An Qi was glad that she had escaped, she was also filled with frustration.

She couldn't accept that her royal princess was not even qualified to become a slave of Chu Yun?

The feeling of being despised and the feeling of being regarded as an ant made An Qi, who has always been the star of the moon, feels like a knife and is frustrated!

I really don’t know what Du Fei would think if he saw this scene. The girl he loved and tried to give her everything in the world, but in Chu Yun’s hands, she didn’t even have the qualification to be a slave.

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At this time, after sending gifts from all over the world, guests from all over the world had been arranged to enter the guild hall. But only Mo Wuji and He Xilai and others were still embarrassed to hold the gifts and were left alone outside the guild hall. No one was entertained, and the Chu family did not accept the gifts.

"Haha, Brother Sword Saint, I've been standing for a day, are you tired?"

"Or why don't you go back and don't wait. I guess Chu Yun won't forgive you even if he waits for you."

Many people from the martial arts world around them recognized the Sword Saint and others, but they said coldly from the side.

The Sword Saints ignored them and still stood outside the Shanshui Guild Hall, waiting for Chu Yun to come out to meet them.

Seeing this, Punuo and others couldn't help but sneer and shook their heads: "If I had known today, why would you have been there?"

"Sword Saint, this can only be said that the strongest person on the blood list, you are destined to be out of the way with your highest martial arts in China."

Amid the sneer, Puno and the others also dispersed with a smile. The Sword Saint and the other two were still there, holding gifts and waiting quietly.

"Sword Saint, this Chu Yun is too bullying!"

"We are the highest martial arts in China. How dare he humiliate us like this?"

"Let's go back, isn't it just a little more powerful? Our 1.4 billion people in China have produced the first place in the blood list. Is it possible that we can't produce the second one in the blood list?"

Feeling the ridiculous voices around him, He Xilai couldn't help it anymore, and said to the Sword Saint with a blue face, clenching his fists tightly because of anger.

Think about them, the five highest martial arts giants in China, above 100 million people. Over the years, who dared to disrespect them? If they breathe, millions of people would be trembling. When did they become so frustrated as they are today, and how could they have been so humiliated?

In the public, Chu Yunguang invited the strongest people in the world, but did not invite the highest martial arts in China. Now he is inviting people in the world, but he only neglected the three of them. He accepts gifts from all directions, but he does not accept the highest martial arts gifts from them.

This is undoubtedly a naked humiliation, and being laughed at by people in the whole world, which made He Xilai and his others blush and almost feel ashamed.

However, facing He Xilai's wrath, the Sword Saint shook his head: "Xilai, wait a little longer."

"After all, we are wrong first, and it is normal for Chu Yun to have resentment towards us."

"Wait? When will he forgive us? Then if Chu Yun does not forgive us for a hundred years, would we have to stand here for a hundred years?" He Xilai looked at the sword saint Mo Wuji with red eyes, but asked bitterly.

The Sword Saint was speechless, and he didn't know when he would wait.

Just as the Sword Saint and the others were talking, Chu Yun's figure finally appeared in front of them.

When he saw Chu Yun, Mo Wuji was instantly happy, and hurriedly walked forward and apologized to Chu Yun: "Chu Yun, what happened in Hongmen that day was my highest martial arts wrong. My sword saint Mo Wuji, in the name of the president of the Supreme Warriors Association, would like to express my most sincere apology to you."

"Chu Yun, you and I are both descendants of Yan and Huang and Chinese people. Please forgive us for the sake of our compatriots and turn swords into jade, right?"
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