Ming Disha grabbed Lu Chengwen and sprinted at high speed. The wind howled so fiercely that Lu Chengwen's ears rang and he could barely open his eyes.
Lu Chengwen shouted, "What the hell are you doing?! Put me down!"
Ming Disha shouted back, "Old Man Wu is trying to catch both of us!"
Lu Chengwen was nearly furious to death. "They're after you! They're very friendly toward me!"
"I know!" Ming Disha said. "But if I'm not holding onto you, they might actually go all out!"
"You bastards! Is there even one decent person among you!?"
Ming Disha said, "Did they talk you into taking on the Heavenly Tribulation again?"
Lu Chengwen was about to explode. "Weren't you doing the same thing!?"
"I'm different from them!"
"Huh!? How are you different!?"
"If the Heavenly Tribulation didn't affect me, I wouldn't force you to take it on!"
"Fuck your uncle!"
Three gusts of wind closed in from behind, displaying just how formidable the three Old Man Wus were.
Ming Disha was beside himself with anxiety. "This won't work, Cheng Wen! Those three are serious now! They're too powerful—I can't beat them!"
Lu Chengwen shouted angrily, "Then why are you dragging me along!? This is your business! What does it have to do with me!?"
Ming Disha said, "Cheng Wen! I can't protect you anymore. You're too heavy to carry, and I can't make use of my advantage in escaping!"
Lu Chengwen was stunned. "Fuck, what are you going to do!?"
Ming Disha said, "I'll throw you down and lure them away myself. Don't thank me. It's what I should do!"
Lu Chengwen glanced down. "Damn it, don't mess around! I'll fall to my death!"
"It's fine, Cheng Wen. If you survive, remember to be grateful for my immense kindness!"
Lu Chengwen