Ming Disha walked up to Lu Chengwen.
Lu Chengwen leaned closer. "What the hell are you trying to do?"
Ming Disha bared his teeth in a grin. "Tianwang sent people to kill you. I had to save you!"
"If you wanted to save me, all you had to do was step up and kill those two. What's with making such a huge mess of this?!"
Ming Disha said, "Thirty billion! You don't want it?"
"If I wanted it, I could just capture him. Why did you drag Tianwang into this? Can't you do one decent thing?"
"Tianwang isn't any good either!"
"You're even worse!"
Lu Chengwen said, "How are we supposed to wrap this up now? Come on, teach me! Aren't you Martial Uncle? Aren't you supposed to be pulling the strings from behind the scenes? Teach me!"
"That depends on you."
"Depends on me!?"
Lu Chengwen was about to explode.
"I'm just a Four Gates nobody here. What I say carries no weight at all! What am I supposed to use to play with them!?"
"I think you've been having a great time! Food, drinks, and plenty of respect, right?"
"That's because I'm dangling three hundred billion in front of these big shots! Once the truth about the three hundred billion comes out, I'll die without a grave! Tianwang will hunt me down like mad! Do you ever consider me when you do things?"
"That's why we need a scapegoat!"
Lu Chengwen stared at him. "Dad! Three hundred billion! Three hundred billion! Who can carry a burden that huge!? Who can possibly take the blame for that? Teach me!"
Ming Disha leaned toward Lu Chengwen. "If one person can't carry it, let an organization carry it! A family, a powerful clan, one... that has a grudge against you and