Su Yi was taken aback. Wang Zhiwu had quite the violent temper.
But when he remembered that Wang Zhiwu was cursing Lu Shi, Su Yi did not take it to heart.
He said, "We are all fellow cultivators from the Eternal Heaven Domain. Since fate has brought us together here, why can't we have a calm discussion?"
Wang Zhiwu pointed at Su Yi and cursed, "There's nothing to discuss with trash like you! Get the hell out of here! Otherwise, your grandpa will kill you!"
Su Yi fell silent.
He pondered how the real Lu Shi would have reacted if he had been insulted like this.
"You still aren't leaving? Do you have to make me kill you?"
Wang Zhiwu spread his right hand, and a book appeared in it. Murderous intent surged in his eyes.
Su Yi could not help feeling somewhat embarrassed.
After thinking it over, he kindly reminded him, "Then you'd better be careful. If some unforeseen disaster befalls you, try not to lose your temper so easily. Avoid it if you can..."
He had impersonated Wang Zhiwu before and felt somewhat guilty about it, which was why he gave this warning.
But before he could finish, Wang Zhiwu struck at him through the air with one slap.
"Lu Shi, you bastard! Do you really think I don't dare make a move!?"
Boom!
The palm imprint swept through the air, its blazing radiance shooting into the heavens with terrifying force.
Su Yi dodged at once.
He had intended to leave it at that and walk away, but just then, a cold and majestic voice suddenly rang out.
"Wang Zhiwu truly is arrogant beyond measure!"
As soon as the voice sounded, a tall figure appeared out of nowhere. With a wave of his hand, Lu Shi's palm imprint