Long Aotian had actually leaned in, wanting to listen carefully to whatever idea Lu Chengwen was coming up with.
But after he heard that line, he drew his face back, looked at Lu Chengwen, and calmly, naturally, unsurprisingly... spat at him.
"Pah! Are you crazy too? Can't you tell she's insane!?"
Lu Chengwen leaned closer. "I've told you the method. Just say... you love her, that you were wrong back then, that you shouldn't have abandoned her, that you regret it deeply, that if you could do it all over again, you wouldn't want anything in the whole world except her, except staying by her side..."
Lu Chengwen patted his chest. "Then she won't be able to kill you."
Long Aotian looked at Lu Chengwen, then at Babao Zhuang, as if he understood a little.
Lu Chengwen rolled his shoulders, took a deep breath, picked up his stick, and charged out again.
Babao Zhuang kept her head lowered for a long while, then raised it. "Speak."
Long Aotian was calculating: Would this rotten idea Lu Chengwen came up with actually work? Could it backfire?
Babao Zhuang roared, "Speak! Hero!"
Long Aotian thought it over: A wicked method like this would either work wonders, or trigger her top-level fury.
Babao Zhuang was grief-stricken and despairing. "Not talking now, are you? Got nothing to say now, is that it? You think I'm being unreasonable, that I don't understand the dreams and backbone of big men like you, don't you!?"
Long Aotian took half a step back. He had to try it no matter what. It couldn't get any worse than this, right?
Babao Zhuang charged over with her sword. "Speak! You heartless bastard!"
Long Aotian felt the other party's sword energy and hurriedly shouted, "I love you!"
Babao Zhuang froze instantly!
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