All Forces Were Gathering

Old Zhang, Old Wang, Old Li.

The three gathered together.

"Old Li, how are your injuries?" Old Wang asked worriedly.

"I'm fine!" Old Li's face was gloomy, his gaze vicious.

Old Wang sighed. "Gentlemen, the mission we were given is to deal with Lu Chengwen!"

Old Zhao raised his head and looked at Old Wang, his eyes bloodshot. "And we're still talking about the mission!? Old Wang, shouldn't we settle our score too?"

Old Li quickly stopped him. "Old Zhao, calm down!"

Old Zhao snapped, "Old Li! Don't pretend to be some good guy either! You helped put these horns on my head too!"

Old Wang said, "Exactly. Which one of the three of us hasn't cuckolded someone else? Whose head hasn't had horns on it? Who!? Who's clean!? Who's innocent!?"

All three wore unhappy expressions.

Old Wang said, "Weren't we all living just fine before? Who shattered that peace? Who killed our sons?"

Old Zhao said, "My son? My son?"

Old Wang snapped, "Mine is yours, and yours is mine! Either they were born by us or raised by us. What's the point of nitpicking that now?"

Old Zhao's eyes went wide. "No point!? There's no point at all anymore!?"

Old Li narrowed his eyes. He had it the best, after all. At the very least, he still had a son, even if that son was in Old Wang's household.

"Hey, hey, hey, gentlemen, cool it. Old Zhao, listen to Old Wang first."

Old Wang said, "Lu Chengwen! Without him, none of this would have happened! We should kill him now! Even setting everything else aside, if Lu Chengwen doesn't die, how are we supposed to answer to our superiors? Look at us now—our sons aren't our own, our wives are shared. You all saw what Yu Kuohai was