Lu Chengwen looked at everyone. "Sit down. Keep playing cards. It should be East Wind's turn, right?"
Everyone looked at the Saintess.
Liu Rufeng took a deep breath. "I know that because of Jiang Xiaohou, you still hold a grudge against me..."
"Eight of Characters. Whose turn is it?"
Lu Chengwen deliberately cut her off loudly.
Liu Rufeng gritted her teeth, holding back her grievance. "Lu Chengwen, Jiang Xiaohou charged into Tianwu Territory alone. She was the one courting death. You can't blame me for that! If I had charged into the Jiang Family alone, they would have treated me the same way."
Lu Chengwen turned to look at Liu Rufeng.
"Little Monkey doesn't have a habit of torturing enemies!"
"If she wants to torment someone, it's because she has made sure that person's crimes are unforgivable, that they're a villainous scoundrel, before she kills them."
"But you! If Little Monkey captured you, I could get you out with just one word!"
"Little Monkey wouldn't even ask why. She'd just look at me and ask if I was sure. As long as I nodded, she'd let you go."
Liu Rufeng didn't believe him.
She felt that Lu Chengwen was deliberately picking a fight.
"I'm the Tianwu Saintess! I'm not some ordinary member of the Tianwu Clan. If I casually release a prisoner, someone who barged through Tianwu as if it were their own backyard, how am I supposed to command respect in the future?"
"Then go be your Saintess!"
Lu Chengwen looked utterly indifferent. "It's not like I stopped you."
Liu Rufeng wiped away her tears. "Long Aotian is in Old Scoundrel's hands now. If we don't save him, he's as good as dead."
Lu Chengwen said, "Then let him die. It's not like I know Old Scoundrel."
Liu Rufeng