Mo Zigui looked at Lu Chengwen. "Lu Chengwen, I know you're up to something, and I know we were set up by you this time. Don't let me find any evidence. Otherwise, I guarantee you'll pay the price for the humiliation we suffered today."
Lu Chengwen said, "Look at my forehead. Look."
Mo Zigui frowned. "What's wrong with your forehead?"
Lu Chengwen shouted, "Can't you see this huge Band-Aid?"
"It was just a scratch from a tree branch!"
"Would I be like this if I hadn't saved you?"
Mo Zigui truly wanted to chop Lu Chengwen to death with one swing. "Are you always this shameless?"
Mo Zigui was stunned.
He simply could not understand how someone could be shameless to this extent.
He and his brothers had nearly been killed by Lu Chengwen's scheme, yet Lu Chengwen was actually taking credit over the Band-Aid on his forehead!
But when he looked at Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian, both of them clearly wore smug expressions.
Their faces seemed to say: Naive, aren't you, little brother? In the Northern Country, there's only what you can't imagine, not what you won't see.
If Lu Chengwen had any shame, could he have lived until today?
Mo Zigui couldn't understand what these two were so pleased about! What the hell was there to be proud of?
Mo Zigui said, "The Three Brothers nearly died fighting there! Cai Tou was seriously injured, Liu Bo was covered in wounds, and even my dantian was blown apart! You scraped a little skin off your forehead, and you have the nerve to bring it up!?"
Lu Chengwen said, "Did you see my Senior Disciple Brother's pants? Are they red or not? I'm asking you, are they red!?"
Zhao Ritian slapped the table. "Red!"
"I was asking them."
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