The ancestor slowly opened his eyes. "What is it?"
The man said, "Young Master Bai Yun challenged Lu Chengwen, but Lu Chengwen suppressed him. He's already activated sword man mode."
"Hm?"
The ancestor found it inconceivable. "Lu Chengwen is merely at the Four Gates. How could he force Bai Yun to activate sword man mode? Did Lu Chengwen use some trick?"
"No."
"Did he poison him?"
"No."
"Then he must have cultivated some heretical technique that disturbed Bai Yun's mind?"
"None of that."
The man said, "But the weapon in Lu Chengwen's hand is strange, unlike anything we've ever seen. And... he keeps thanking someone."
"Who?"
"Li Dabai."
"Li Dabai?" The ancestor snorted. "Li Dabai is capable of breaking the formation, but he would never recklessly charge into our Tianwu Territory. Besides, breaking the formation requires time. I would definitely notice."
"This subordinate doesn't know either. In any case, Lu Chengwen and Young Master Bai Yun may... end up fighting like two tigers..."
The ancestor sighed. "The new generation is getting more and more useless. He's already broken through to the Realm of No Gates, yet he can't defeat someone at the Four Gates. What a disgrace."
The ancestor walked to a certain spot, pulled away a curtain, and revealed a bronze mirror. With one hand, he pointed at it and sent a stream of true qi inside. Images began appearing on the mirror.
The ancestor narrowed his eyes. "That is... Lu Chengwen?"
In the image, Lu Chengwen was grabbing Bai Yun by the hair and repeatedly slapping him across the face.
The ancestor said angrily, "Send someone to replace Bai Yun."
"Th-this... Bai Yun made a wager with him. He said that if Lu Chengwen won, he would let them go."
The old man looked at him. "Who gave