Heart Haunted by Ghosts, Guests Filling the Hall

After being mistaken for a little brother twice in a row, Lu Bei was extremely displeased. He had especially lost all face in front of Lu Dong.

According to the original plan, Yang Dian possessed five of the Three Absolutes. He had sent out Gu Zongchen and Tu Yuan to suppress Sword Absolute and Demon Absolute with the Buddha and Demonic Daos, then reveal his identity as Xuanwu and crush him through the Daos of Dao, Sword, and Poetry.

Yang Dian would be useless at this and useless at that, his Dao Heart shattered as he bowed down and pledged allegiance, speaking heartfelt words about wandering for half a lifetime without ever meeting a wise lord. After he refused again and again, he would have no choice but to take him in as a lapdog beneath his stirrups.

The plan was perfect. Its execution ran into a small problem: Gu Zongchen had stolen the show without saying a word, which was truly annoying.

And then there was Lu Dong, that thing without even a dick, grinning away over there. What the hell was he laughing at?

"Yang Dian, do you recognize this seat?"

Lu Bei stepped forward. The momentum of Unity of Heaven and Man surged, its surging pressure capable of destroying heaven and earth as it shattered the void and stirred the Black lines into a turbulent flow.

Yang Dian's pupils shrank. If even the lackey was this formidable, wouldn't the leader be invincible?

He brought two fingers together like a sword and stabilized the shattered void, preventing Hualong Pavilion from being swallowed by the ravaged heavens and earth. With a respectful expression, he said, "May I ask which great expert you are, honored sir? If I offended you before, I hope you can forgive me."

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