Zhao Ritian was overjoyed. "You haven't lost your mind!?"
The butler instantly jabbed a needle into Zhao Ritian's chest. "Hold you still first!"
Long Aotian swept his spear across, sending both the butler and Zhao Ritian flying.
Lu Chengwen looked at Long Aotian.
Long Aotian looked at Lu Chengwen as well.
Lu Chengwen was expressionless, while a bead of sweat trickled down Long Aotian's forehead.
"I hit those two. I was watching the distance from you."
"I really didn't attack you."
"Can I put my spear away? You... don't hit me..."
Lu Chengwen pointed at Long Aotian. "Senior Disciple Brother?"
Long Aotian let out a huge sigh of relief. "Cheng Wen! My good brother! If you have troubles in your heart, tell me!"
Lying on the ground in a bizarre, comical pose, Zhao Ritian screamed, "Save me, save me, save me!"
The butler climbed up and moved to kill Zhao Ritian, but Lu Chengwen extended his long staff and shielded Zhao Ritian.
The butler immediately straightened up, gripping his silver needles in both hands behind his back.
"I wasn't trying to kill anyone either, really."
Zhao Ritian screamed, "Long Aotian, pull these needles out!"
Long Aotian walked over to him. "You can't beat me up after I pull them out!"
"Bullshit! We're on the same side now!"
Long Aotian pulled the three silver needles from Zhao Ritian. Zhao Ritian moved around a little, then snarled furiously, "Damn it, what kind of bullshit technique is this? You dared bully me? I'm definitely killing you today!"
Long Aotian held Zhao Ritian down. "Calm down. Look."
Zhao Ritian looked over and saw Lu Chengwen holding a huge club over his head as he chased the Seven Star Loose Immortals, who fled howling like ghosts and wolves.
Zhao Ritian stared blankly, then turned to