'So, I entered the gambling house, thinking that I could easily earn some money and improve everyone's food.' Bu Fushu touched his stomach guiltily.
All the disciples of 'He' took in a breath together, and they choked and coughed after inhaling too hard.
Listening to the movement behind him, Bu Fushu blushed with embarrassment. Fortunately, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and his back was turned to everyone, so no one could see him.
"Zhang, Zhang, you won, right?" A disciple asked weakly towards the white figure, while the other disciples' faces were filled with dead silence.
Coyotito couldn't help but tremble.
The leader of the Wuyang Sect, Bu Fushu, is the son of the former leader Bu Kanshu. He is young and promising. He has been a martial arts prodigy since he was a child. He defeated his father when he was only 16 years old. Bu Kanshu was very proud at the time. In a moment of excitement, he died of a cerebral hemorrhage.
Bu Fushu naturally shouldered the burden of his father and became the youngest head of the Wuyang Sect in history.
It is said that Bu Fushu has a good temper, treats his disciples without any airs, and is very powerful in martial arts. The disciples of the Wuyang Sect are willing to be led by someone who is about the same age as themselves.
However, Bu Fushu would go down the mountain every once in a while, euphemistically saying that he was "going for the brilliant future of my disciples of the Wuyang Sect." Every time he came back, he was in a terrible state, with an IOU from the gambling house.