Lu Chengwen's personal guards were all badly wounded.
Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian, those two animals, had already gone off to drink.
Lu Chengwen stood in the doorway, watching the two of them sit at a small square table, pouring wine for each other, relaxed and carefree. He was filled with emotion.
Animals!
The instant the Destruction Pearl fully erupted, if Old Man Wu hadn't joined forces, and if so many friends hadn't helped, and if Jiang Xiaohu hadn't stepped in at the last moment to block the strongest wave of destructive power, they all would have been freaking finished.
Even so, his four personal guards, the two Holy Maidens of Tianwu, six gorgeous Beauties, had all fallen unconscious on the spot and were still asleep even now.
But those two bastards could already drink!
Was there any justice left? Any law at all?
Lu Chengwen shook his head. "Beasts."
Jiang Bozheng didn't understand. "That line means...?"
Lu Chengwen pointed at the two of them. "Look. This is the halo of a Male Protagonist. After a battle like that, everyone else is down. Even Brother Hu was badly wounded. But look at those two—they're still freaking drinking! Hey, look, look, they're even mixing dipping sauce over there. Do they have a heart? With that kind of recovery ability, what sort of animal could compare to them?"
Jiang Bozheng looked at Lu Chengwen and had no idea how to respond for a long while.
Now, when Jiang Bozheng spoke, he had to read Lu Chengwen's expression first.
The key was... weren't you standing here perfectly fine yourself?!
You're talking about them? We all want to talk about you!
Was this person... dazed in the head, showing off, or... waiting for me to praise him?
Jiang Bozheng didn't dare speak carelessly and