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Long Aotian slowly, lightly, stealthily, cautiously... edged toward the exit.

He muttered, "You can't see me, you can't see me. Anyway, you just can't see me..."

By the time he reached the door, one foot had already crossed the threshold. Even he began to wonder if they really couldn't see him.

He instinctively looked back and saw Yu Funan standing behind him, his entire face twisted out of shape from exertion!

Slap—!

That was one hell of a slap!

It sent Long Aotian rolling sideways for more than ten meters, knocking over the tea table and chairs before he finally stopped at the corner of the wall.

Before he could even get back up, half his face buzzed and swelled up.

Just as he was about to speak, Yu Kuohai grabbed him by the hair, dragged him to the center like a dead dog, and started the circle-kicking routine again!

Long Aotian reacted quickly. While taking hits, he found an opening and darted over to Zhao Ritian. Pulling him along, he said, "Brother Ritian, let's join forces! They're no match for us!"

"Alright!"

Zhao Ritian sprang into the air. "I'll join forces with you, you impotent bastard, and battle these three turtle demons!"

Damn it, if I had any way of joining their side, I'd be the first one to beat the shit out of you!

The three old men huddled together.

Old Wang said, "Wow, this young man is already impotent at such a young age? How pitiful. Tsk, tsk, tsk. If he can't experience a man's happiness, what's the point of living?"

Old Li chuckled. "Heh heh, but it does save him trouble. He definitely can't father a son himself. If he has one, it must be someone else's. Hahaha!"

Old Zhao said, "Little brother, long time no