Ming Disha came quickly and left just as quickly.
The moment Lu Chengwen said those bottles and jars were all garbage, Ming Disha turned and left without any further entanglement.
At the window, he turned back and pointed at Bu Ersun imperiously. "Just you wait!"
Bu Ersun froze. "What does that mean? Am I... waiting to die, or... dying while I wait?"
"Just wait! You'll see how I handle this!"
Ming Disha said, "Cheng Wen, protect him. I'll be back soon."
Lu Chengwen said, "I'm busy."
"Busy or not, you have to protect him. He's my disciple. If I don't win back this honor, I swear I'm not human!"
Then he said to Bu Ersun, "Good disciple, even if I have to stake my lifelong reputation and dignity on it, I'll save your life—and make sure you can hold your head high from now on!"
Bu Ersun was deeply moved. "Master's kindness toward this disciple can never be repaid, even with ten thousand deaths!"
"I won't let you die!"
After saying that, Ming Disha turned and left.
Lu Chengwen looked at Bu Ersun. "Don't worry. I promised your grandfather I'd take good care of you too. It'll be fine."
"Lu Chengwen, will you really help me?"
Lu Chengwen sighed. "Don't be stupid. You're practically from the same school as us now. We all came from the same grandmaster—if one suffers, we all suffer; if one prospers, we all prosper. Besides, your grandfather and I are friends despite our age difference. We're practically brothers."
Bu Ersun nodded. "All right, I'll remember those words. If you can save my life, I'll definitely promote you greatly in the future."
"Mm. Focus on recovering from the poison and wait for good news from my Martial Uncle. Caiyun, Zhuiyue, come out. I need to give