Long Aotian came over from behind, utterly exhausted and still weak.
He tugged at Zhao Ritian. "Ritian, calm down..."
Zhao Ritian lifted an arm and sent Long Aotian flying into the wall.
He walked in, pointed at Lu Chengwen, and cursed at the top of his lungs, "Lu Chengwen! You were the one shouting about fighting and killing, and now you're the one with your arm around their necks, hugging their waists, and talking business with them! Let me ask you—how do you even have the nerve?! Huh!? Can you face all those brothers and sisters who died in battle!? Acting like this, what's the difference between you and some two-faced dog!?"
Long Aotian was helped up and said with difficulty, "Stop shouting first..."
Zhao Ritian turned around and shoved Long Aotian into the wall again, then pointed at Lu Chengwen.
"If you're going to fight, then fight to the end! Switching sides halfway through—you're a pure villain! A hypocrite! I actually treated you like a brother? I'm ashamed of it! Pah! Pah!"
Jiang Bozheng was so angry he laughed.
If things had followed the Jiang Family's normal rules, how would there have been any room for you to yell here? You would definitely be cursed out, slapped twice, tied up tight, hung from the ceiling, and whipped.
But this was Lu Chengwen's brother, and someone who had done the Jiang Family a great favor. Besides, the man was simple, and even his anger was very straightforward.
So, Lu Chengwen could handle it himself.
Jiang Bozheng smiled and said, "Ritian, don't get so worked up. You're brothers. If you have something to say, you can take your time. Put the knife down first. Everyone's injured."
Zhao Ritian was utterly confused. "Aren't you angry!? He betrayed you! After the fight got