A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

When the Imperial Master heard this, his already wrinkled face instantly twisted with anger, and his eyes immediately became as fierce as a devil's.

He gnashed his teeth and roared, "You dare to insult our master? Come on, drag him out and beat him with fifty sticks!"

However, strangely, the people around him were indifferent, standing there motionless as if they were deaf. The Imperial Master was so angry when he saw this that he glared at Han Mingguang fiercely.

Han Mingguang bowed to him with a look of sorrow on his face, and said in a heavy tone: "Grandmaster, His Highness has ordered that none of us are allowed to touch a single hair of Xiao Sizhe. The dead are the greatest, please forgive me."

The Imperial Master secretly hated that he could not control them. These people clearly did not take him seriously. Humph, today he must beat this little lunatic to death to avenge the hatred of yesterday's silver robbery.

That's 10,000 taels, not a small sum! Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth fiercely, then proudly took out the gold order and waved it to everyone, shouting: "Seeing the gold order is like seeing the emperor..."

But before he could finish his words, little Sizhe suddenly jumped over like a nimble monkey and snatched the golden decree away in the blink of an eye. Then, imitating his arrogant manner, he shouted in a childish voice, "Seeing the golden decree is like seeing the emperor. All of you, go to bed with me!"

The Imperial Master opened his eyes wide, standing there in a daze. It took him a long while to come back to his senses. He sighed in exasperation, "Forget it, why should I argue with a madman?" But he was thinking in his mind that he should first check Sikong Yan's pulse to confirm whether he was really dead or not!

Xiao Sizhe thrust his small body forward, and violently stretched out his hand to ruthlessly push away the hand of the Imperial Master that was trying to reach out to Sikong Yan, while shouting angrily: "Old man, get out of here! Brother Yan only allows me to touch him, you all are not allowed to do that!"

After saying that, Xiao Sizha's chubby little hand first pointed straight at the National Master, and then pointed at everyone else one by one. He looked so arrogant.

When the Imperial Master heard this, he was immediately furious. His already fierce face immediately showed a fierce light. He shouted at the top of his voice: "I am the world's number one doctor, how come I can't touch you?"

Then, his expression changed rapidly, becoming extremely proud, with his chin raised high, "Believe it or not, if I give you one shot, your brother Yan will be alive?"

He fully believed that once he said this, the little lunatic would surely happily ask him for treatment, and then he would be able to take good care of the little guy.

But who would have thought that little Sizhe would not fall for his tricks at all. She turned her head away, pouted her lips, and loudly retorted, "No way! My brother Yan has slept enough and will wake up naturally. There is no need for your needle. Your rotten needle hurts people so much that it hurts them to death!"

As she spoke, little Sizhe hugged Si Kongyan tightly, using her small body to block him, and she refused to let the Imperial Master get even a step closer, let alone feel his pulse.

The Imperial Master looked at the stubborn little Si Zhe in front of him and felt helpless. His anger was rising. He gritted his teeth and said viciously, "Then what do you want me to do to show the little prince?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Sizhe blinked her big, lively eyes, then tilted her head and asked slyly, "Do you want to see it?"

"Isn't that nonsense? Of course I do!" The Imperial Master replied angrily, wondering why this little lunatic was so difficult to deal with.

When Xiao Sizhe heard this, he was immediately delighted. Haha, he fell for it again! He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a wicked smile, and said in a baby voice, "If you want, it's 10,000 taels of silver!"

"What? Again!" When the Imperial Master heard this, his eyes widened as if they were about to fall out. He never expected that this little guy would use this trick again, which really made him angry and annoyed.

"Yes, ten thousand taels of silver, not a penny less!" Xiao Sizhe put his hands on his hips, raised his head, and looked arrogant.

"You, you, you, you, all you care about is money!" The national teacher stomped his feet in anger.

At this time, Xiao Sizhai rolled his eyes and came up with another trick. He smiled and said, "How about this, if you can perform a funny show for me, I will consider letting you treat Brother Yan, how about that?"

When the Imperial Master heard this, his face turned green. Asking him to perform for fun, wasn't this deliberately making things difficult for him? But in order to be able to feel Sikong Yan's pulse, he could only grit his teeth and agree.

Then, the Imperial Master began to perform with his hands and feet, sometimes making faces, sometimes doing strange dances, and his appearance was so funny that everyone around him couldn't help laughing, while Xiao Sizhe watched with great interest and clapped his hands from time to time.

After the performance, the Imperial Master was exhausted and out of breath. He looked at Xiao Sizhe expectantly and said, "How about it, can I treat the little prince now?"

Xiao Sizhe pretended to be in deep thought. After a while, he shook his head and said, "No, no, I haven't seen enough. One more!"

"You..." The national master almost fainted from anger, but he had no choice but to continue the performance.

In this way, the Imperial Master was tortured by Xiao Sizhe, while Xiao Sizhe was having a lot of fun. Finally, the Imperial Master was so tired that he sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Seeing this, Xiao Sizhe said contentedly: "Okay, okay, since you have worked so hard, I will let you show it to Brother Yan."

When the Imperial Master heard this, he felt relieved and quickly got up to feel Sikong Yan's pulse. But just when his hand was about to touch Sikong Yan, Xiao Sizhe suddenly shouted, "Wait!"

The imperial teacher's heart was in suspense again, and he asked nervously, "What happened again?"

"Ten thousand taels of silver, don't forget!" Xiao Sizhe said with a wicked smile.

The national teacher almost vomited blood. No, if this goes on, he will drive me crazy.

At this time, Xiao Sizhe folded his hands in front of his chest and said with a look of disgust: "Oh my, you danced so ugly just now, I couldn't bear to watch it. But since you are working so hard and seriously, I will be magnanimous and won't make things difficult for you. Now, hand over the ten thousand taels, and Brother Yan will let you touch it! But I have to tell you first, you can only touch it once!" After Xiao Sizhe finished speaking, he blinked mischievously.

When the Imperial Master heard this, he was extremely reluctant. His eyes rolled around, wondering how he could deny the debt.

So, he pretended not to hear, and without answering, he went straight forward to take the pulse. How could Xiao Sizhe let him succeed? He quickly wrapped Sikong Yan with the quilt, and then pressed his whole small body tightly on Sikong Yan, and kept shouting, "Pay first, pay first!" He knew in his heart that this old guy must be trying to default on his debt.