Liu Ruyan and Jiang Yuanshu both stood there with their mouths agape, hardly daring to believe it.
Lu Chengwen really could spew nonsense the moment he opened his mouth, and every move struck the old man right where it hurt.
You knew the old man had a son, yet you were really going all out on that!
Two-Faced Blade had not expected this!
There had been no contingency plan for this outcome in his mind!
The pain was excruciating. Looking at one of his good hands crushed to pulp beneath a foot, he felt pain, hatred, and injustice all at once.
"Senior, senior, senior... I didn't say it! He—he said bad things about your son too!"
"What did he say!?"
"He said your son... he said... he said your son wasn't a good person!"
The old man abruptly turned around and looked at Lu Chengwen.
"That's right!" Lu Chengwen declared passionately. "I said it! Even if you get angry, I'll still say it! Who told him to be so handsome that he stole away the woman I liked!? If you ask me, this is all your fault, for giving birth to such a handsome son! Let me tell you, I'm not convinced! You made your son the Number One Under Heaven in looks—wasn't that obviously leaving all the men in the world unable to find wives!?"
The old man froze, then smiled.
He tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth.
His face was full of happiness, pride, satisfaction, and delight...
But he still had to work hard to maintain his dignity. "You... hmph... I'm telling you, I can tell you're no good. My son... hey, you said he wasn't a good person. Let me tell you, that really makes me angry."
Two-Faced Blade was in unbearable pain. "If