You tell me to leave, and I'll leave!
If I waste even one more minute, I'm your actual grandpa!
Lu Chengwen turned and left. As he passed Huo Wenxi, he even gave him a solemn, silent nod.
Huo Wenxi stood there with a cigar between his fingers, completely dumbfounded. He asked Second Senior Brother, "Are you fucking sick!?"
Then he said to Li Mo, "Are your three senior brothers brain-damaged or something!?"
Li Mo pointed at Lu Chengwen. "Lu Chengwen! Stop right there!"
Then he said to Second Senior Brother, "Second Senior Brother, he's Lu Chengwen."
Second Senior Brother pointed at Lu Chengwen. "Stop right there!"
Lu Chengwen stopped. Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian naturally shifted aside, leaving an open spot for him.
With some regret, Lu Chengwen walked over and took out cigarettes to offer them both. "Senior Disciple Brother, they insulted you again, didn't they?"
Long Aotian calmly accepted a cigarette. "That Second Brother is mine. He called me Impotent Dragon."
Lu Chengwen offered one to Zhao Ritian, but Zhao Ritian waved him off. "No need."
"Didn't manage to save the dipping sauce, huh?"
Zhao Ritian clenched his fists. "They even ruined the beggar's chicken!"
"That serious?" Lu Chengwen said. "That grudge's no different from them killing your own father!"
Zhao Ritian said furiously, "Old Six is mine!"
Lu Chengwen looked across at them. "Is that Fifth Brother any good?"
Long Aotian said, "Have more confidence. They're only Ghost Four Gates."
Lu Chengwen sighed. "In the whole world, only you two from the Heavenly Four Gates can say something like that so righteously."
The other side was talking too.
Huo Wenxi looked at the three experts. "Well, everyone's here. I've given you your chance. Whether you can make money now depends on yourselves. Remember, Lu Chengwen can't die.