Lei Dong cursed for twenty or thirty seconds before finally shutting his mouth.
The reasons behind it were complicated.
There was the bitterness of being beneath the notice of the goddess he admired.
There was also the hatred of seeing that goddess betrayed by a scumbag.
Proving oneself by tearing down an opponent was an extremely common competitive tactic. Thus, when he could not see the person in question or maintain his composure before the goddess, venting verbally was the only way to release his emotions. Since he liked Gu Xun'er, the problem obviously could not lie with Gu Xun'er. By process of elimination, the only one left to blame was that scumbag who had bewitched Gu Xun'er.
But...
Was there another possibility...
That Gu Xun'er was not a white lotus at all, but a black-hearted lotus with the purest color?
Lu Yuan stood behind Lei Dong and Gu Qingyang.
He watched with an odd look in his eyes as this big idiot standing before him spouted such nonsense.
The sudden silence at the scene was finally noticed by Lei Dong, who had finished cursing, and Gu Qingyang, who had been listening. Facing the gazes of their clansmen and the Black Submerging Army, neither Gu Qingyang nor Lei Dong understood why they were being stared at.
Not until a hand lightly patted their shoulders.
Lei Dong and Gu Qingyang's pupils instantly shrank.
The hairs on their backs stood on end.
For an instant, even their heartbeats seemed to skip half a beat.
They stiffly turned around and saw the young man standing behind them, along with the stranger's smile that did not reach his eyes.
"Who are you?!"
Lei Dong's eye twitched slightly.
This feeling of having his life out of his own hands was truly beyond words.
In short,