Next, He Yun'zi gave a rough account of his past grudge with Lu Xiaotian.
The Devil Lizard Snake was stunned. It took him a long while to react before he said, "This Lu fellow really isn't protective of his own for no reason. But he cares so much about his reputation—does that mean others deserve to be used as his stepping stone?"
"Given the circumstances, how could I let Brother Lizard fight him? Things have already become this ugly. If they really started fighting, I'm afraid the situation would be even harder to clean up."
He Yun'zi gave a bitter smile. "That old monster, the Bloodcry Mosquito Demon, once fought Lu Xiaotian at Riftwind Gorge. Even now, he's still holed up in his lair, avoiding the world and refusing to come out. Isn't he afraid that Lu Xiaotian will settle the score with him later? The Bloodcry Mosquito Demon is a warning to both Brother Lizard and me."
"Lu Xiaotian may have some ability, but he's far too arrogant and contemptuous of others." The Devil Lizard Snake still sounded indignant.
"Lu Xiaotian is conceited about his talents and does things entirely as he pleases. Calling him reckless enough to defy heaven would not be an exaggeration. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone alone to storm Thousand Sound Temple and wounded Ming'e, the Buddhist Sect's Thunder Monk, whose mastery of thunder arts is unfathomable."
He Yun'zi shook his head. "But steel that is too rigid will break. With the way Lu Xiaotian acts—eccentric and recklessly audacious—he'll run into someone truly tough sooner or later."
"Since you put it that way, I misunderstood your painstaking efforts, Fellow Daoist He Yun'zi. Every villain has his bane. So be it—let others worry about him." Recalling what had just happened, the Devil Lizard Snake still felt