"They're merely homophones with different characters. I wouldn't dare profane the Sword God's name!"
Li Yu could only "beg for mercy," hurriedly cupping his hands in a sweeping bow to offer a "sincere apology" before fleeing in a rush.
What else could he do? It wasn't as if he could fight his own "fan." Running away was his only option!
"I finally got to vent!"
Meng Hao looked at the bedraggled Li Yu with a strange grin. "Who told you to saddle me with the reputation of being a heartless scoundrel? It was rare to get a chance to screw you over, so of course I couldn't miss it!"
"You dare screw me over? Heh heh!"
Li Yu sneered, then turned his gaze toward the Purple Cloud Sect's group, where an incomparably beautiful young girl stood. She was Chu Yuyan.
"Li, spare me!"
The moment Meng Hao saw Li Yu's gesture, his face went pale, and he hastily begged for mercy.
After the "scandal" with Chu Yuyan, Meng Hao had gone through untold trouble to calm Xu Qing down. If Li Yu really decided to screw him over, the consequences would definitely be disastrous.
"Junior Brother Fang Mu, we are fellow disciples. We should stand united and face our enemies together. What do you think?"
If those two schemers started setting each other up, it would be far too brutal.
"Senior Brother Li is absolutely right!"
Meng Hao nodded solemnly and secretly wiped away a cold sweat. It was best not to provoke a schemer like Li. He was far too dangerous.
"What are you two talking about?"
Seeing their strange exchange, Xu Qing felt that something was off. It seemed as though they were hiding something serious.
"Oh, this Dao Well eruption is a stroke of fortune for us.