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"After he seized our treasures and left us homeless, we finally got out today! Fellow Daoists, are you still planning to be polite to him?" the middle-aged man at the head snarled. I thought about it. Wasn't he the Eighth Tribulation Immortal cultivator who had guarded the island back then?
"Hey, fellow Daoists, that's not right. What do you mean, I left you homeless? I neither occupied the island nor seized your treasures. How did I become the one to blame? If you have the guts, go find the Queen Mother of the West and the Evil Emperor! Why come after me? Do you only pick on soft persimmons?" I said, somewhat displeased.
Luo Dongjun glanced at me, then at the middle-aged man in the lead, and said, "Well... yes, Fellow Daoist Di Bai, you were my younger brother's trusted aide. I know that. This fellow killed your master, and I've already told you about that. Your affairs have nothing to do with me. Settle your grievances and vend your grudges yourselves. See you around."
The Demon Cultivator called Di Bai glanced at Luo Dongjun and said, "As Senior says, then. Please take care, Senior. We'll avenge our master now!"
"Very good, Luo Dongjun. You actually want to leave me behind so you can loot the treasures left on the island, even though I just told you where they were hidden! What a cold heart you have! Are you trying to cross the river and tear down the bridge?" I glared at Luo Dongjun with gritted teeth. Luo Dongjun froze for a moment, then exploded, "Hey! Kid Xia! Don't slander me! When did you ever tell me where the treasures were?"
I pretended to be stunned too, looking as though I couldn't believe Luo Dongjun was making such a