At this moment, Long Aotian truly had the power and presence of a great Male Protagonist.
He was genuinely enraged.
Earlier, he had been holding back because he truly did not want to offend Huo Wenxi. He had only wanted to explain himself, clear his name, and leave.
No matter how useless Lu Chengwen was, surely he could handle a few Upper Four Gates experts, right?
But fuck... this little bastard was pushing it way too far!
And this Overlord Saber Li whatever-the-fuck... who the hell did he think he was!?
Fuck, Lu Chengwen played dirty, so Long Aotian could not beat him; Zhao Ritian had Benevolent God's Return, so Long Aotian could not kill him. But what the fuck were you!?
And he dared put a blade to Long Aotian's neck!?
Had Long Aotian fallen so low that any random stray dog or cat could come out and humiliate him like this!?
Fuck, if Long Aotian could endure this, he might as well quit the martial world and go sleep with men!
Long Aotian darkened his expression and walked toward Huo Wenxi.
Only then did Huo Wenxi become afraid. His subordinates also realized this was not some posturing contest—it was a life-or-death situation.
They all charged over as if their lives depended on it.
Long Aotian did not even look at them. With a grim face, he kept his eyes on Huo Wenxi. As he passed by, he casually waved his hand, sending the few bodyguards still able to move flying. They crashed to the ground, coughing blood, unable even to crawl.
Long Aotian arrived before Huo Wenxi, who was already stunned.
This was... an expert of the Heavenly Four Gates!?
Huo Wenxi's mind went blank. He could not even speak.
Long Aotian grabbed him by the collar and