Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 15 My Name Is Wu Xiaofang

In a quiet place on campus, Mu Xinyue and Wu Xiaofang were whispering.

"I didn't expect Lin Beichen, that scum, would hide his strength and defeat Feng Lun."

"It was indeed unexpected, but he wasn't much stronger than Feng Lun."

"Senior Brother Wu, this scum actually knows how to hide strength. He is not as simple as he appears. Can you really let him jump into your trap, sign a contract and become your slave?"

"Haha, it's good that he is not that simple. That's worth taking on him myself. Rest assured, Junior Sister Xinyue. I have 100 ways to get this self-righteous fool into the trap."

"Good, then I'll wait for your good news, Senior Brother Wu."

At noon the early summer sunshine was very hot.

At lunchtime, inside and outside Grade Two's canteen was full of students eating.

Lin Beichen and the old steward Wang Zhong were squatting on the steps 100 meters from the canteen door.

They were both quietly swallowing.

Countless students who were dining at table cast gloating glances at them from all sides.

Lin Beichen, the black sheep, actually fell into such a tragic situation.

He deserved it!

This scene was simply a joy to see for those students.

As time went by, Lin Beichen just felt dizzy.

He was too hungry.

The feeling of hunger drove him mad.

"Damn it!"

"I don't care."

"Grab."

"I'm going to grab food."

"The school can't throw me out for grabbing a schoolmate's food, can it?"

Lin Beichen gritted his teeth, his anger and evil intention rising from his heart.

Just as he was about to take the bold action, a gentle voice called out.

"Gee, Lin Beichen, your squat posture is very unconventional."

Lin Beichen looked up and saw a student coming towards him with a smile on his face.

This was a young man with dashing eyebrows and bright eyes.

He was white and handsome, with a little red mark between his eyebrows, something like a birthmark.

Instead of ruining his pretty appearance, the birthmark made his handsome face look noble. His expression and manner were full of confidence.

"Lin Beichen, I think you should know me."

The young man smiled. It was a proud opening.

He had the capital of pride.

After he showed up, there was an adoring, burning light in the eyes of the second-graders who were dining around them.

Before he came to this world, Lin Beichen had seen this look in the eyes of fans who attended singers' concerts.

Lin Beichen stood up.

"Who is this guy?"

"Another one to laugh at me?"

"If I want to maintain my image as a spendthrift, do I have to argue with him now?"

Three questions popped into Lin Beichen's head. But soon, he decided to keep a low profile and not be impulsive.

He had to make sure he lived first.

Lin Beichen glanced at him and said casually, "I don't know you. Who are you?"

The young man continued to smile, still maintained his poise, and said, "My name is Wu Xiaofang."

Wu Xiaofang?

One of the three talents of Grade Two in the Third Provincial Junior College.

His name was like thunder piercing the ear.

Wu Xiaofang half-smiled and said, "Lin Beichen, I'm here to help you."

"Oh? You're here to help me?"

Lin Beichen crossed his arms and asked curiously, "Well, were we on good terms?"

It was because his memories did not fully merge.

Was he on good terms with this guy before?

The guy shook his head, smiled faintly, and said, "Not really... It's just that my helping someone has never been about the relationship."

"What's that got to do with?"

"It has to do with my mood."

"Your mood?"

"When I'm in a bad mood, I won't commiserate with anyone even if they kneel down and beg; when I'm in a good mood, hha, even if I see a starving stray dog on the side of the road, I will help it."

"How dare you tease me, you dog? Are you saying that I'm a starving stray dog?"

Lin Beichen cooperated in a furious, frantic manner.

Wu Xiaofang shook his head with a smile and explained, "Don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant... In fact, you're worse than that dog in my eyes."

There was a roar of laughter.

Senior Brother Wu was as sharp as ever.

He could swear without dirty words.

"You're courting death."

Lin Beichen continued to look furious.

But in fact, Lin Beichen was excited because he was sure of one thing.

Wu Xiaofang really did not belong to the people who appreciated his appearance.

He clearly hated Lin Beichen, but he walked over and offered to help the latter.

It was counterintuitive.

There was something wrong here. He should stop...

Pooh, he should go on.

As for Lin Beichen, he couldn't pass up an opportunity.

"Don't be angry. He-he, I think you must be short of money now, right? Do you want me to lend you some money?" Wu Xiaofang continued, smiling.

"Huh? To lend me money, really? Ha, haha? Good, good..."

Lin Beichen pretended at once to be wild with joy and impatience.

He worked very hard with Wu Xiaofang on the play.

Wu Xiaofang laughed even more.

"Is it going so well?"

"He is indeed a brainless scum."

"He is really a snob about money."

"I've just dug, and you can't wait to jump in and bury yourself."

"Oh, it's true, Lin Beichen. Tell me, how much do you want to borrow?" Wu Xiaofang asked dryly.

"Well, not too much. Let's start with 20 gold coins," replied Lin Beichen.

When everyone around him heard what he said, they were startled.

This black sheep was really too extravagant! 20 gold coins! He could say it.

To their surprise, Wu Xiaofang actually nodded and said, "20 gold coins? No problem, but on one condition."

"What's it?"

Lin Beichen's eyes narrowed.

Was Wu Xiaofang really going to lend him so much money?

Then that was going to be interesting.

"I will lend you 20 gold coins now, but you have to pay me back 40 gold coins in a month. How about it?"

"Oh, so you want to kick me and practice usury."

"Sure, I want to practice usury, but Lin Beichen, you seem to have no other choice. In the whole Third College and even the whole Cloudy Dream City, no one but me is willing to lend you. And you can't live without money, even hiding like a turtle in the school."

"The interest rate is too high."

"Since you don't accept it, I can offer you an alternative."

"What's it?"

"Why don't we make a bet that if you win in the Midyear Competition the day after tomorrow, you won't have to pay it back, as I gave it to you; If you fail, you won't have to pay me back the 20 gold coins, but you'll sign a slave agreement with me and be my slave from then on... Well, what do you think of this proposal?" said Wu Xiaofang, with a smile on his face.

Lin Beichen was apparently lost in thought, but inside, he could not stop laughing.

He finally figured out that the son of a bitch Wu Xiaofang really wanted to kill him.

It turned out that he had set a trap.

Chapter end