Senior Disciple Brother Had an Epiphany

Zhao Ritian did not understand.

He did not understand any of this.

How had he woken up in a cave?

And before, he seemed to have dreamed of seeing his great-grandmother, who had died. Why was she gone again?

Come to think of it, wasn't I an orphan? How could I have dreamed of my great-grandmother?

Before he could sort out any of it, a huge rock came crashing down.

As Lu Chengwen brought the rock down, his heart skipped a beat.

Oh no!

Had he hit him too hard? Surely it could not be so absurd that he had smashed him to death with his own hands, right?

Lu Chengwen moved the rock away and patted Zhao Ritian's cheek.

"Hey! Hey! Brother Ritian? Wake up, wake up, hey..."

At that moment, Cen Xian'er's voice came coldly from beside him. "Although you are a lecherous scumbag, you do seem to care deeply for my disciple as a brother."

Lu Chengwen turned around and saw the suffering Long Aotian, who had already been captured by Cen Xian'er.

"So fast!?"

"What else?"

Cen Xian'er shoved Long Aotian to the ground. "It was you who crippled my disciple's cultivation!"

Long Aotian pointed at Lu Chengwen. "He had a hand in it too!"

Lu Chengwen looked at Long Aotian and regretfully shook his head.

What a complete piece of trash!

This was the Male Protagonist?

Was there any point in turning on me at a time like this? Shouldn't we be joining forces to fool this beauty if we wanted to survive?

Cen Xian'er looked at Lu Chengwen.

Lu Chengwen looked at Long Aotian. "Senior Disciple Brother, don't be like this, okay? I already said I'm not competing with you for succession of our sect! I'm not interested in Master's secret manual either. I