Long Aotian watched Lu Chengwen talking to Cen Xian'er from the side and felt... something was off!
These two... seemed really familiar with each other!
Zhao Ritian shook his head. "Lu Chengwen is courting death. Sigh, he has no idea how bad my master's temper is. When my master wants to kill someone, can he stop her?"
Long Aotian shook his head. "Not necessarily. I think... maybe he really can."
Zhao Ritian sneered disdainfully.
"Long Aotian, you still don't understand my master."
Cen Xian'er looked at Lu Chengwen, still unable to suppress her anger. "He said that about me, and you didn't do anything!"
Lu Chengwen hovered around her. "Wasn't I avoiding suspicion? Your disciple was right there, so how was I supposed to interfere? Was it even my place? What the hell am I to you?"
Cen Xian'er said, "When it comes to bullying me, you're one against six. But when someone bullies me, you just stand there and watch?"
"N-no!" Lu Chengwen said. "Everyone knows you're peerlessly skilled and invincible under heaven, so you weren't in any danger at all!"
"How was I not in danger? Look! Just look!"
The more Cen Xian'er spoke, the more aggrieved she became. She rolled up her sleeve. "Look! Your brother did this to me!"
Lu Chengwen looked and saw that her wrist was bright red.
He immediately started cursing. "That brute Shanj i, damn it... Look how hard he grabbed our senior's wrist. He left red marks."
Who was Lu Chengwen?!
A veteran bootlicker!
The king of bootlickers!
Even the real dogs of Xue City were less doglike than him. Every bootlicker in Xue City wished they could hang his portrait above their beds and worship him as their grandmaster!
Flattering a girl like Cen Xian'er, who lived in seclusion and