"Oh?" Long Aotian laughed. "Anyone who has said that in front of me is already smiling in the afterlife."
"Sorry, I don't know those people," Lu Chengwen said.
Lu Chengwen slowly walked in, the click of his leather shoes falling in a steady rhythm.
There wasn't a trace of panic in his steps.
Hua Xuening felt increasingly uneasy. Lu Chengwen suddenly gave her an unprecedented sense of danger—extreme danger!
All three of them understood that Lu Chengwen had come here as though walking toward death in search of life!
Either he was certain of victory, or he had come seeking death!
His steps were steady and powerful, without the slightest fear or concern.
He was nothing like the Lu Chengwen who had gone weak at the knees whenever he saw Long Aotian, smiling as he tried to smooth things over!
Hua Xuening slowly drew her longsword.
Long Aotian turned back to look at her in surprise. "Why the hell are you nervous? He doesn't know anything."
Then he laughed. "What, you're worried he'll come over and beat me to death?"
Long Aotian stood up with both hands in his pockets. "Not bad, not bad. You've got enough presence now. But as far as I'm concerned, you're just here to get yourself killed."
Lu Chengwen stopped ten meters away from him.
At that moment, Lu Chengwen said, "Iron Tuo Wang, get your ass out here and get to work!"
Hua Xuening nervously surveyed the surroundings.
After a long while, a figure dropped from the sky and landed with a bang.
He landed right between Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian.
At the same time, four tall, burly Black men slowly walked in through the iron gate.
Long Aotian covered his forehead in frustration. "These idiots..."
Lu Chengwen said, "Take them out."
Iron