The Young Sect Master grew anxious.
It had to be said, aside from having no class, no morals, and no depth, he also had no magnanimity.
It was too embarrassing.
The strategist and Tang Fu both failed to hold him back.
Lu Chengwen pretended not to hear him and just interacted with the audience below the stage.
The atmosphere in the whole venue felt off, so everyone went crazy interacting with Lu Chengwen!
Whenever Lu Chengwen said something, the crowd below applauded, shouted, whistled, and responded! It was obvious they were doing it for the Young Sect Master to see!
Everyone had been holding in their anger the whole way here, and at this moment, it felt satisfying!
Lifting up Lu Chengwen was the same as disgusting you!
The Young Sect Master sensed it too, and so did the strategist and Tang Fu.
The strategist and Tang Fu found it eerie and terrifying.
How had Lu Chengwen done it? How had things turned out like this? They exchanged glances, moved closer to the Young Sect Master, and tried to persuade him to calm down, steady himself, and figure out the situation first.
But the Young Sect Master had basically put himself over the fire.
If he had not bragged all the way here, he could have pretended nothing had happened now and just let things take their course.
But he really had bragged too much just now. He had postured too hard.
Now, asking him to sit quietly and applaud Lu Chengwen—how was that any different from killing him? He might as well be killed!
He suddenly sprang up onto the stage, stood in front of Lu Chengwen, and pointed at him domineeringly. "Lu Chengwen! What are you pretending for!? Isn't it just that you have a few stinking coins?