Lu Chengwen quickly returned to a normal expression. "Fishing Old Man, slow down. Fishing Old Man, please sit. Fishing Old Man, be careful. Fishing Old Man, you're so handsome..."
Zhao Ritian came over and shoved Lu Chengwen aside. "You have no respect for my master at all! Touch my master again, and I'll beat you to death!"
Lu Chengwen said, "You don't know what he said."
"He stole something and framed me, and I put up with it. Why the hell are you getting involved?!"
Rat Head remained seated in the middle of the empty courtyard. He picked up the second cup of wine and poured it onto the ground.
"The second cup, to the generous earth."
Jiang Shang's mindset had actually changed greatly.
Though he deeply hated Lu Chengwen for humiliating him so badly. If Ming Disha had not stepped in, and if the Four Great Families had not compromised and mediated for their own interests, he would nearly have been unable to save face.
Today, the Jiang Family had truly reached a critical moment of life and death!
If Lu Chengwen was not killed, Jiang Shang would have no standing in the future. Spit alone would be enough to ruin the Jiang Family's reputation and leave them unable to hold their heads up.
If Lu Chengwen was killed, no one else mattered, but Ming Disha would surely make endless trouble.
Why wouldn't this thing just die?!
Why the hell wouldn't he die?!
Damn it, good people died young, while scourges lived for a thousand years, bouncing around causing trouble, annoying people, and drawing hatred...
Medicine Elder had been staring at Rat Head.
Nan Ji narrowed his eyes. "Can you tell who he is?"
Medicine Elder shook his head. "He's been using nothing but unorthodox techniques. I can't see