Cang Yue could tell that Long Aotian was unconvinced, and Zhao Ritian did not like the sight of him.
But he was quite pleased with himself.
He loved seeing people unable to stand him yet unable to do anything about him.
Cang Yue sat on the sofa. "Long Aotian, come light my cigarette. And you, Zhao Ritian, come pour me a drink."
The two of them were about to explode on the spot!
Lu Chengwen hurriedly said, "I'll do it! Hahaha, I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it!"
Then he glared at Long Aotian. "What, what, what? Serving Brother Cang Yue is something you think you can compete with me for?"
He shot him a look, and Long Aotian suppressed his rage.
Lu Chengwen then barked at Zhao Ritian, "Don't come over. You stink. Stand farther away."
Lu Chengwen lit Cang Yue's cigarette and poured his drink, his face full of ingratiating flattery.
"Brother, I only learned about the Elder Council today. My God, the Four Great Families are all under your management?"
Cang Yue arrogantly blew on the lit end of his cigarette. "Mm. The Four Great Families are merely gloves we put forward to manage those below. Without us, they couldn't hold their positions. For this kind of thing, Zhang San would do, Li Si would do too. We chose them because they were fairly capable and reasonably obedient. They're all subordinates anyway, so we use them for now."
"Badass!"
Lu Chengwen began laying on the flattery. "So that means your Elder Council represents the highest combat power in Huaxia's martial arts world?"
"Hmm?"
Lu Chengwen immediately pretended to slap his own mouth. "Oh, look at this mouth of mine! Why Huaxia? It's the highest combat power in all the world, the entire universe's ancient martial