I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1134 - 1135 Fatty when have I ever deceived you

Chapter 1134: Chapter 1135: Fatty, when have I ever deceived you guys?

Chapter 1134: Chapter 1135: Fatty, when have I ever deceived you guys?

Inside the inn.

Li Xiaobai followed several people to a nearby Lai Fu Inn, a small inn very close to the arena, even closer than Lingxue Pavilion.

Su Yunbing, striding ahead like a shooting star, the others were also quite anxious, wishing they could arrive at their rooms immediately. Li Xiaobai knew full well that his senior brothers and sisters were not eager to see the Immortal Stones out of impatience, but rather out of fear that the Immortal Stones might have all been embezzled by their Sixth Senior Brother by the time they arrived.

Without asking, it was clear that at this moment, Liu Jinshui must be hiding in his little dark room cooking the books. The more time he had, the more fraudulent entries he could make, the more money he could embezzle, and the less they would get to divide amongst themselves.

The siblings knew each other too well to allow him this opportunity.

“Sixth Junior Brother, let’s split the money!”

Su Yunbing kicked open the door, leading everyone inside, her beautiful eyes fierce as she scanned the room.

At this moment, a fat man was behind a desk, pen in hand, busily scribbling back and forth on several pieces of paper. Seeing everyone burst in, his movements stiffened momentarily.

“Senior Sister, how come you’re back so soon?”

“Wouldn’t you usually take the Junior Brother to receive his prize or take the Junior Sister out for a jaunt?”

Liu Jinshui hurriedly put away his pen and ink, smiling awkwardly.

The moment Su Yunbing voluntarily stepped down from the arena, Liu Jinshui had made an early escape and once back at the inn, he hadn’t stopped making false entries in the account books. He had earned too much, but if it were to be divided into seven parts, he still felt somewhat dissatisfied; he had to take a bigger share.

He didn’t expect the others to move so quickly. According to his expectation, with the Junior Brother successfully winning the competition, the cultivators would surely make some disturbance, then the Island Master would step in to pacify everyone, followed by a public reward for the victor, and then someone would bring Long Xue, exchanging some social pleasantries—it would take at least half an hour.

And now, it had only been a few minutes since they returned; how distrustful they were of him!

“Put the pen down, don’t touch the papers on the desk.”

“The wedding is postponed till noon tomorrow, today we’re resting for the day, so we came back early.”

Yang Chen explained, gently waving his feather fan, his figure turned swiftly behind Liu Jinshui.

“Don’t move, Sixth Junior Brother, I had already guessed you were up to no good, daring to cook the books to deceive us, even your senior brothers and sisters. I must say, Brother is very disappointed in you!”

Seeing the stack of papers scattered on the ground that had yet to be cleaned up, Yang Chen said with a smirk.

“Brother, I was wrong. Here are the originals, let’s just divide them equally!”

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Liu Jinshui’s face twisted as if he had made a significant sacrifice while pulling out a stack of white papers from his bosom, showing the real ledgers with every transaction clearly recorded.

“Sixth Junior Brother, don’t move, let your seniors help you count; it’s a tiresome task, and you just finished a lot of hard work, so don’t strain yourself.”

Third Senior Brother Lin Yin spoke blandly, laying his hand on Liu Jinshui’s shoulder and pushing him back, preventing any more tricks.

The others stepped forward, sweeping up the discarded papers on the floor like a whirlwind, starting to meticulously tally the amounts.

Liu Jinshui, on the verge of tears, was very depressed, sitting in stuffy discontent, waiting for everyone to review.

Li Xiaobai picked up a stack of papers and started to carefully read through them.

“Disciple Chen Xiang from Blood Demon Sect, bet seven hundred thousand supreme Immortal Stones.”

“Disciple Wang Ou from Daping Mountain, bet one million supreme Immortal Stones.”

“Disciple Chi Zaozao from Hundred Flowers Sect, bet five hundred thousand supreme Immortal Stones.”

“…”

The details of the bets placed by cultivators from various sects were meticulously recorded. It had to be said, Liu Jinshui was quite precise in documenting, capturing everyone’s key information in the shortest time with minimal words.

There seemed to be nothing wrong with the ledger, but Li Xiaobai always felt there was something off. Yet, since the falsified accounts had been discovered by his senior sister just earlier, he should now be accounting for a considerably large income.

“Indeed, the youth can be frightful! The young people’s minds are so nimble, back in our day, we could never come up with such sly and damaging methods!”

Yan Zuzi watched the bustling figures in the room, clicking his tongue in admiration.

“Yes, I don’t know which unscrupulous fellow came up with such a scheme—it’s quite novel to reap profits like cutting leeks. If I had thought of such a brilliant plan back then, I would have mastered the Ten Paths of the Heavens long ago.”

Yitilou also nodded in agreement, quite appreciating this typical Liu Jinshui behavior.

He truly is a talent!

In the corner, hearing the conversation of the two old men, Liu Jinshui’s face darkened more—the words made him unsure whether to take them as praise or sarcasm, leaving a bad taste in his mouth!

One hour later.

Li Xiaobai and the others had their bills neatly organized.

Su Yunbing said, “On my end, there are 17 million top-grade Immortal Stones. What about you guys?”

Ye Wushuang replied, “I have just over 11 million.”

Lin Yin said, “I have 12 million.”

Yang Chen shook the bill in his hand, “I have as much as 20 million top-grade Immortal Stones.”

Ling Feng: “I only have 9 million, not even reaching 10 million. Maybe because I counted fewer bills?”

Li Xiaobai said, “I have 13 million top-grade Immortal Stones.”

Once everyone had summarized, the total of top-grade Immortal Stones was quickly tallied up to 82 million.

It sounded like a lot, a huge sum no matter where, but instead of a joyful expression, everyone’s eyebrows were involuntarily furrowed and their eyes unconsciously drifted towards Liu Jinshui, emitting a faint, dangerous aura.

Liu Jinshui had already prepared the fake accounts earlier, what they had walked in on was probably just him pretentiously acting to throw them off.

“Cough, cough, dear senior brothers and sisters, why are you all looking at me like that?”

“Who would’ve thought we’d actually make 82 million top-grade Immortal Stones from this round, we’re really making a fortune!”

“Let’s not talk more, shall we divide up the money now?”

Liu Jinshui chuckled as he spoke, his face bearing a rather surprised expression.

“Junior Brother Six, you’re quick!”

Ye Wushuang squinted her eyes, sizing him up.

Yang Chen: “Impressive indeed!”

“Junior Brother Six, you should be more generous.”

Li Xiaobai was quite direct in his speech, after so many instances of deceit and trickery that all amounted to less than a billion—whom are you kidding?

“How can you say that? We are all family here. Ever since we’ve been on the Immortal Spirit Continent, only among us brothers and sisters can we truly be open-hearted. Fatty, I’ve always treated you all like family; how could I possibly deceive you?”

“You guys haven’t been doing the accounting, so you’re unaware. Cultivators often change their betting amounts spontaneously, and this also gives me a headache. It’s really just 80 million, don’t worry, when have I ever lied to you?”