Cai Tou had it rough.
He had it even worse than Liu Bo. Fishing Elder had strung him up with a fishhook and beaten him.
How could Cai Tou have known that an old man who had suddenly appeared in the mountains would have such powerful fists?
After one punch, Cai Tou began questioning his entire life.
This old man was supposed to be a fisherman and farmer!? He was a damn Ancient Martial Artist!
Fishing Elder was furious. "Who threw it!?"
He turned and asked Zhao Ritian, "Which one of those two threw it!?"
Long Aotian hurriedly signaled Zhao Ritian with his eyes. He meant: Set them up! Kill them while Fishing Elder is here!
Zhao Ritian nodded, utterly thrilled. "Both of them threw it together!"
Long Aotian immediately deflated and looked at Zhao Ritian. "No, Zhao Ritian, you fucking—"
Fishing Elder grabbed Long Aotian by the throat. "Aha! You had a hand in it too!?"
Liu Bo quickly said, "Senior, he didn't throw it."
Fishing Elder nodded and punched Cai Tou. "Then it was still you!"
Liu Bo said tearfully, "He didn't throw it either."
Fishing Elder turned to Zhao Ritian and Liu Bo. "Do you two have any damn idea what you're saying!? One of you says they both threw it, and the other says neither of them did. Who the hell am I supposed to believe!?"
Long Aotian said, "Senior! I swear on my character that I absolutely didn't throw it. He did!"
Fishing Elder grabbed Long Aotian by the hair, landed two crackling punches, then sent him flying skyward with an uppercut.
Zhao Ritian burst out laughing. "Hahahaha! Idiot Shit-Spraying Dragon, swearing on your character? Do you even have any character? Your character isn't worth as much as the toilet paper I wipe my ass