Lu Chengwen had a bad feeling.
She was the antidote!?
How was he supposed to take it!? Before the meal or after!?
Liu Ruyan had never expected that an Old Woman living in such a savage mountain would know her secret!
"Who exactly are you!?"
"Hmph. Is that foul-smelling, big-breasted buffalo still alive?"
Liu Ruyan snapped, "Don't insult my grandmaster!"
"Insult her? Hehehe. Go back and ask her whether she'd dare speak loudly in front of me, Pan Meifeng!"
"You..."
Lu Chengwen quickly cut her off. "Is there something wrong with your brain!? Why are you arguing with her at a time like this? Their old grudges go back decades. She's just cursing a few times to vent. What the hell are you getting worked up for?"
Liu Ruyan clenched her pearly teeth. "I admit that I failed this mission! Falling into your demonic clutches is simply my bad luck, but I am the Saintess of Tianwu. You may kill me, but you will not humiliate me! If you have the guts, kill me! I will not so much as furrow my brow!"
Old Villain flew into a rage. "You dare anger my goddess! I fucking—"
Old Villain grabbed a bench from the courtyard and was about to charge over, but Lu Chengwen stopped him. "Settle down!"
Old Villain actually listened.
Lu Chengwen pointed at him and scolded, "You finally got to see my Master's Wife. You two are old acquaintances, so shouldn't you catch up? You're grabbing a weapon over something this small? At your age, you're still this unreliable! Do you think you're an eighteen-year-old kid? How can women like you if you're so frivolous and short-tempered?"
Hearing that, Old Villain put down the bench. "Mm, I need to be steadier."
"A little more profound!"
"Yes, yes, yes.