Complete Breakdown

The Great Heavenly King glared viciously at Long Aotian.

"Lu Chengwen! Cut the act! I know you've got some tricks, but don't think you can fool me again and again!"

"What did you call me?"

"Lu Chengwen!"

Long Aotian rolled his eyes in frustration.

Long Aotian used his own phone to call the Great Heavenly King.

Then he glared viciously at the Great Heavenly King as well. "See that? Is it me or not? Is it? Who's Lu Chengwen? Who's your young master?"

The Great Heavenly King had no temper left at all. "But... just now... this... obviously..."

Long Aotian said, "Lu Chengwen came again, didn't he?"

"Huh?" The Great Heavenly King's brain could no longer turn. It truly could not turn anymore.

That single sentence was enough to make him die three times over.

Was this person really the young master? If he was, then the person from before had been Lu Chengwen.

But if he wasn't the young master, then he was Lu Chengwen. He was asking whether Lu Chengwen had come again—how was he supposed to answer that?

Whether he was the young master or not, who had that "Young Master Number Three" from just now been?

Long Aotian looked at the Great Heavenly King's utterly bewildered expression, completely unable to decide how to react, and shook his head regretfully.

"Doesn't your organization have a single normal person with an IQ above eighty?"

The Great Heavenly King pointed domineeringly. "You didn't even have a phone just now! How is that my fault?"

Long Aotian pulled up an account on his phone. "Transfer four hundred million into this account. Hurry."

"But... we still haven't figured out a lot of things..."

Long Aotian grew anxious. "How much clearer do you need it to be? Are you sick? Send the