Versatile Mage

“Mu Zhuoyun, I see that both of Bo's young talents have done a remarkable job today, so let's end with you, as Bo's leader, laughing at the young man's wild words.” Principal Zhu finally said something.

All guests at the venue actually know Mofan's relationship with Mozhao Yun, and if Mofan loses, apologize to Mozhao Yun until Mozhao Yun is satisfied.

Movan's performance was really very exciting, and a genius who practiced to level 3 fire by herself was absolutely admirable.

At that time, Muningshaw also laid those eyes on Mu Zhuoyun's face, and she hoped her father would do the same.

This duel, had it not been for Yu Ang's dominance in many of the artifacts, would have been largely lost to the unexpected Movan, and Muningshaw felt that there was little glory in winning it.

“Forget it? How is that possible?” Mu Zhuoyun snorted.

Whatever he wants, he dares to run to himself and shout at his nose. How did Mu Zhuoyun hang out in Bo in the future? Winning is winning. He should have fulfilled what he said!

“Mo Jiaxing, what are you having fun with? Your son is going to give his head to someone else, you know?” Sitting sideways, an old gardener said.

“What kowtow??” Mo Jiaxing's face went blind. Mo was happy because he didn't expect his son to impress all the big characters in the city.

“Holy shit, didn't you know that Old Master Mu Zhuoyun had a gambling appointment with your son? If Yu Aung loses, he will personally apologize to your grandfather for what happened back then. If your son loses, you will apologize to Old Master Mu Zhuoyun until his grandfather is satisfied! Our children are just secretly saying a few words to Mu Zhuoyun. Your son has scolded him face to face several times. He will be angry if tolerated by a big man. Today he is not going to let go of Movan!” The gardener said without words.

And Mo Jiaxing didn't even know there was a gambling appointment. He was such a messy old man.

Mo Jiaxing was also stunned, he didn't know there was any more!!

His son's stubbornness and arrogance made him apologize in front of so many students, teachers, neighbors, Muningsnow on such an occasion??

Today's children are all like what they look like. They have been slapped in the face and jumped to death. They can't lift their heads for life when they give their heads up on such occasions!

Mo's family hurriedly stood up and ran to the middle throne position.

“Master Mu, Master Mu...” Mo Jiaxing shouted to Mu Zhuoyun.

“Oh, Mo Jiaxing?” Mu Zhuoyun squinted his eyes, and this old driver, Mu Zhuoyun, still remembered.

“For all these years, don't make it difficult for a child. You want to be here with so many people, many of them are his classmates, teachers, friends...” Mo asked in haste.

“No, no, no, you don't talk about anything. It's like I didn't pay you for all these years. That time I watched you very diligently. This time I said nothing would bypass him!” Mu Zhuoyun was quite resolute.

Mo Jiaxing panicked, and he didn't think of anything else to apologize for.

Now in this era, it is also a time of wind and brightness, how should I be struck if I do things in front of so many people to apologize for my pride??

“Well... I'll take his place, I'll take his place, the son won't teach, the father passed me by, I'll give you an apology on his behalf, when you're satisfied when I get up.” Mo Jiaxing said in panic.

Speaking just now, the old driver really knelt down in front of so many people, and those already wrinkled eyes looked up at Mu Zhuoyun sitting there.

All eyes fell on Mo Jiaxing at once.

Mo Jiaxing also felt a great humiliation in the face of such a gaze.

Think carefully, however, if Movan, who has trained his magic to do so in a situation of contempt for his peers, this humiliation must be multiplied by countless times.

He has earned the recognition of this big Bo, he even missed the focus of Mo's cultivation Yuan, he must have worked very hard over the past three years... he is a very smart kid, he will make this kind of bet with Mo Zhuoyun recklessly, not to give his old father this incomplete thing back the face he was thrown away like a dog.

This son is so much stronger than himself that he can be a very, very good magician in the future. Today, if you want to give someone a head, it will be a shadow for life. I am an old driver, an old man who has nothing to gain. Such shameful things all my life don't itch for me.

Looking at Mu Zhuoyun, Mo Jia was obviously not relieved to see Mu Zhuoyun, biting his teeth or taking one down.

On the duel field, Movan suddenly saw the scene, suddenly heartbroken like an arrow, a pain he had never had.

People who are tall are always tall.

Those who are humble and lowly shall remain humble and lowly for life.

Is this society really all equal?

If it were true equality, there would be no such thing as walking very close to Muningsnow and being kicked out.

If it were true equality, the house would not even be taken away, for one's own family, the shelter from the rain would simply become the property of a rich man like Muga!

If it were true equality, and a fair magic duel witnessed by countless others, there wouldn't be so many pieces of magic stacked up with money, like a giant mountain, that the roots of the grass felt insurmountable!

In the old times, the classes were actually very clearly marked, giving people a clear idea of where they were in this society. The scariest thing about this era is that he clearly owns 369 classes, but it's completely unconscious. I will never tell you before you walk out of school. When you step into society, you will be blown down like a sunny thunderbolt, striking you as overwhelmed and painful!

On your knees? Sitting people?

More often than not, you stand on your knees without any difference!

“Dad, get up.” Movan faces Mojiaxing and Mo Zhuoyun's position.

Mo Jiaxing turned his head, but his knees didn't have the courage to get up. Mo Jiaxing was too afraid that Mo Zhuoyun would ask Movan to come and apologize himself.

Mu Zhuoyun was still sitting there, indifferent.

Movan glanced at his father, who had made such a great sacrifice for himself again, and at Mudzo Cloud, who was still not at all relieved.

“Dad, don't give Mu Zhuoyun a gift so early, the duel is not over.” Movan looked at Mojiaxing, his eyes filled with ice and anger!

“Giving back??” Mo Jiaxing has no idea what his son is talking about.

Mu Zhuoyun doesn't even know what this guy is talking about.

Giving back?? And I, Mu Zhuoyun, must apologize on my knees!