How should I put this...
Liu Rufeng knew about Lu Chengwen's group and had followed them for some time before making her move to capture them.
So it was no secret that Zhao Ritian was Lu Chengwen's junior brother.
Everything Lu Chengwen said was nice on the surface. He appeared to be scolding him, but he was actually telling him to leave quickly.
After spending these past days together, Lu Chengwen believed he had enough standing to pull that off.
Now that he was Tianwu's prince consort and had not disgraced the people of Tianwu, letting his junior brother go in a muddle while everyone tacitly understood was the best possible outcome.
But Zhao Ritian panicked.
The moment he heard that Lu Chengwen had actually betrayed them and joined the enemy, he flew into a rage!
He snapped the ropes apart in one go, leaving the Four Heavenly Kings dumbfounded! This kid had some skills!
Overcome with emotion, Zhao Ritian pointed at Lu Chengwen and cursed loudly:
"Lu Chengwen! You sold out your friends for glory! Joining the Ghost Race is no different from calling a thief your father! I always knew you were spineless and gutless, but I never thought you'd be shameless enough to go after that old maid!"
Liu Rufeng was instantly enraged.
"If you were going after Liu Ruyan, I'd even wish you a hundred years of happiness! But look at her—is she a good person? Her hair's a mess, her eyes are vicious, and she looks thirty percent human and seventy percent ghost! You betrayed us for a woman like that? I despise you! Kill me or torture me however you like. If I so much as frown, I'm not Zhao Ritian!"
Lu Chengwen looked at him and shook his head.
Helpless and despairing.
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