One against three? Two Old Sixes were already more than he could handle!
Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian—either one of them, taken alone, had the talent of a great Male Protagonist who could run rampant through an entire world!
Fighting above their level and defying all reason were basic operations for them!
It was just... what Villain had the good fortune of Old Six, getting to fight two great Male Protagonists alone?
Only him!
This was the most glorious moment of his life, and the greatest achievement of his ancient martial arts career.
The two Male Protagonists went all out, raining attacks down on him like mad!
Old Six could only barely go even against one of them. Now there were two! Just imagine how thrilled he must have been!
As he fought, Long Aotian reminded Zhao Ritian, "Don't go for the kill! Hey, that was too hard—you'll kill him!"
Zhao Ritian roared, "Why do you keep blocking me!? Get lost! I'm avenging my father!"
Long Aotian said, "Calm down. Fight properly, and when we get back, I'll pay out of my own pocket to get you a whole table of fathers!"
Over there, Huo Wenxi glared at Lu Chengwen, his eyes nearly spitting fire.
He took a deep breath, flicked off some ash, and casually glanced elsewhere. "How did you do it?"
"Do what?" Lu Chengwen asked.
"Those two idiots are pretty useful in your hands."
Lu Chengwen smiled. "It comes with practice."
"Damn it. They're all idiots, but my bunch can't bring me even a shred of credit. Lu Chengwen, you won again."
"Young Huo, about me and your sister—"
"Right now, this is between you and me!"
Lu Chengwen had just begun to speak when Old Six crashed down at his feet.
Holding his cigarette between his