Tiger Head looked at Jiang Xiaohu. "And who are you?"
Lu Chengwen was helped to his feet by Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian, and said excitedly, "Big brother!"
Then he became completely unlike his earlier self:
"He's my big brother! My sworn big brother! Everyone knows a sworn big brother is even closer than a blood brother! You hit me? You little brat, my big brother will chop you to death! Big brother, chop him! Don't let him get away! He's one of those Tianwang bastards!"
Long Aotian quietly asked, "Are you sure he's on our side?"
"My big brother is a peerless hero, the finest of the Jiang Family. Of course he's irreconcilably opposed to Tianwang!"
Zhao Ritian said, "That cape of his looks so cool. I need to get one someday too."
Tiger Head stared at Jiang Xiaohu. "You're... from the Jiang Family?"
Jiang Xiaohu remained expressionless, his gaze as cold as an icy pool.
"I heard that Tianwang scum all wear masks, and the higher-ups even wear beast-head masks. So why aren't you three... wearing masks?"
Tiger Head burst into laughter. "Because I feel like it!"
Zhao Ritian pointed at him and cursed, "My ass! Your mask got taken off by my master to use as a butt cushion!"
Jiang Xiaohu snorted.
Tiger Head felt utterly humiliated!
"Jiang Family members... Hmph. That look in your eyes is disgusting no matter how many times I see it."
Jiang Xiaohu kept a straight face. "All scum hates the Jiang Family. I happen to enjoy seeing the expressions on your lot's faces, but it's a shame you always wear masks and won't let anyone see them."
Jiang Xiaohu grinned, his smile carrying a vicious edge. "Today, I finally get to see some trash with faces."
With a flick of his