Lu Chengwen stood where he was. "I don't have a divine artifact!"
Lu Chengwen was nearly losing his mind. "If I had a divine artifact, I'd have shoved it up Bai Menya's ass long ago!"
Bai Menya had been lowering his head to drink tea when he instantly looked up.
Xia Wannian and Mo Chen were both laughing.
Lu Chengwen said, "If I had a divine artifact, I'd first turn it into a pair of pants and put them on. Then I wouldn't have to suffer this kind of humiliation from you people!"
Xiao Li said, "No one asked about your pants, and no one asked about divine artifacts. You said Xiao Hu wanted to kill you. Did he kill you? Aren't you still alive and well?"
"Oh! Then you said I wanted to harm the Jiang Family. Did I succeed? Jiang Xiaohu even took Old Man Wu as his master. You people hit the jackpot!"
Xiao Li narrowed her eyes. "Ming Disha brought you here, didn't he?"
Lu Chengwen was unsure what to say. Gritting his teeth, he said, "He did!"
"Why did he bring you?"
Lu Chengwen said, "He admires my character."
Xiao Li's eyes widened. "He has no character himself, and he admires yours?"
"That's right. Uh..." Lu Chengwen did not even know how to spin this anymore. "My Martial Uncle is... somewhat lacking in virtue. He dragged me here. He said he could hide me, that it didn't matter if I had no pants, and he even asked whether I wanted to pee in the pot in your kitchen... I said I did need to pee, but I didn't do it in the end..."
At that moment, a glazed roof tile overhead was shifted aside, and Ming Disha poked his oversized head through upside down.
"Good