Everyone looked at Drunken Elder.
Drunken Elder looked at Old Dean. "I don't understand."
Old Dean burst into laughter, unable to stop. "Hahahaha... ahahaha... ahahaha..."
Zhao Ritian smacked him on the back of the head with a shoe. "Stop laughing! Talk!"
At that moment, Drunken Elder suddenly sensed something was wrong and looked around.
"Someone's coming."
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Dozens—no, over a hundred young martial artists in flowing white robes instantly surrounded the place.
A man drifted down from midair. "Old Dean!"
He turned to look at Drunken Elder and the Three Little Ones. Zhao Ritian was still holding his shoe.
"Old Dean, how did things end up like this?"
Then he flew into a rage. "Who are you people!? How dare you gang up on our Old Dean!? The audacity!"
Old Dean smiled as he pushed himself up from the stone. "Old Wine Jar, it's over."
Drunken Elder kept a straight face. "You still haven't told me. What did he want from you?"
"I already told you. The same thing as back then with you."
The man moved to shield Old Dean, while Lu Chengwen and the other two hurried behind Drunken Elder.
As Zhao Ritian put on his shoe, he said, "Wow, they're so white."
Lu Chengwen shouted, "Your Old Dean colluded with Sky Net. He's no good! We're upholding justice!"
The man snapped, "Bullshit! What wild lunatics are you, slandering our Old Dean? Men!"
"Roar!"
"Capture all four of them! Anyone who resists will have their cultivation crippled and both legs cut off!"
"Yes!"
Drunken Elder rose to his feet and let out a powerful roar. "I'd like to see who dares!?"
That shout was truly terrifying.
In that instant, everyone understood. No wonder he had defeated Old Dean—this man's internal energy was unfathomably deep!
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