A Thousand Ways for a Fragile Male Insect to Train an S-Class Sentinel[MTL]

Chapter 22 I miss my brother...

Ming Xiao's words were like a thunderclap exploding in Xu Tingzhi's ears, smashing the anxiety and restlessness on his face, leaving him with only astonishment and surprise:

　　"What nonsense are you talking about?"

　　The astonishment on Xu Tingzhi's face did not seem fake, and Mingxiao's heart skipped a beat. His face froze, and he felt that what he said was a bit inexplicable. After coming to his senses, he began to regret his slip of the tongue:

　　"No, nothing......"

　　"Forget it." Xu Tingzhi said, "Take out all the money, all of it."

　　He tried hard to suppress the strange feeling in his heart, and turned the topic back to the original point with a stern face:

　　"No matter what, we can't let him be taken away."

　　"If you put all your money in him, what about Jiang Zixing?"

　　Ming Xiao frowned deeply, a trace of solemnity flashed across his face:

　　"Don't blame me for not reminding you. This person has important clues for finding your teacher."

　　"........"

　　As soon as the words fell, Xu Tingzhi's eyes finally showed some clarity, as if the rationality that had caused him to run away from home had finally returned. His hands that were anxiously grasping the railing finally stopped trembling nervously, and he put them into his coat pocket and held them tightly:

　　"........"

　　"Would you like to reconsider this?" Ming Xiao had a good relationship with Chu Lian. In recent years, he had heard from Chu Lian about this young man who was desperately looking for a teacher. He continued to persuade him:

　　"Once this clue is broken, it will be difficult to find your teacher."

　　Xu Tingzhi bit her lip, and clenched her fingertips slightly in her coat pocket, as if she was thinking, and did not speak.

　　He turned his head away, his eyes fell on Qi Zhexue who was smiling at him obediently in the audience. After a long while, he seemed to have gathered up the courage and slowly opened his mouth:

　　"you're right........"

　　Seeing that Xu Tingzhi had finally changed his mind, Mingxiao looked at him with relief and said earnestly:

　　"That's right..."

　　"You're right. In order to save the teacher, we can't give up Qi Zhexue."

　　Xu Tingzhi's dark eyelashes trembled, and his tone gradually became heavier. It was unclear whether he was trying to convince himself or others:

　　"He is the teacher's younger brother. Only by protecting him can we find the teacher."

　　As soon as these words came out, Xu Tingzhi raised his head suddenly, his eyes shining brightly:

　　"I want him!"

　　".........ah......."

　　Ming Xiao scratched his hair irritably. He wanted to lose his temper, but then he remembered Chu Lian's previous instructions to "cooperate with Xu Tingzhi's actions". After a while, he could only turn his back, waved his hand, and said unhappily:

　　"Whatever you want!"

　　While the two were talking, the auction for Qi Zhexue had already begun.

　　Within the first minute, someone offered a high price, and then the price kept going up. Xu Tingzhi became more and more frightened, and Mingxiao's hand holding the price tag was also shaking slightly.