Zhou Kailan swung his sword backhandedly, knocking Zhao Ritian's huge iron staff aside.
Long Aotian bared his teeth and roared, "What kind of stupid name is that!?"
Zhao Ritian, Long Aotian, and Zhou Kailan were fighting when Lu Chengwen walked in, holding up his pants.
"What the hell are you doing!?"
The moment Zhao Ritian saw Lu Chengwen, he flew into a rage. "You're hurting people again!?"
Lu Chengwen spotted Zhou Yujiao. "Why is she here!?"
"I should be asking you that! Didn't you say you could find her and keep her safe!?"
Long Aotian struggled against Zhou Kailan's attacks. "Talk about that shit later! Help me!"
Lu Chengwen said to Zhao Ritian, "Help out!"
Zhao Ritian pouted. "Why aren't you helping!?"
Lu Chengwen said, "I just fought a battle! I'm exhausted! I haven't recovered yet!"
"Look at this! I got stabbed! Am I not worse off than you!?"
Long Aotian roared, "Quit talking bullshit, you two! Help me beat up my dad!"
Zhao Ritian turned and pointed at Long Aotian. "What you're doing is called taking a thief for your father. Lots of bad guys in history were like that."
Lu Chengwen laughed. "A powerful expert will be coming here soon. He'll take care of him."
Jiang Yuanshu had gotten dressed and sat in a gap in the wall, her chin resting on her knees as tears dripped down her face.
What was going on!?
Just a few days ago, I was the youngest daughter of the Jiang Family. I was clearly here to capture the Demon Race Demoness and absorb her Saintess true qi.
Yet somehow, I had ended up like this.
To do something like that on a battlefield... it was humiliating beyond belief.
What was the point of living like this...
I might as well die!