The Wu family all frowned at the sight, some even showing anger.
Especially Wu Tong's parents, who had invited him over.
They had thought they had hired a master, only to find out he was an old fraud.
Wu Tong's mother even said,
"Pah! You fake Daoist! You wanted to charge us fifty-eight thousand! You bragged about how capable you were, but compared to Daoist Du'e, you're utterly worthless."
Wu Tong's father also spoke up,
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! You said you were a Daoist from Crouching Ox Mountain, but you're just a fraud. Good thing Daoist Du'e is here, you damn swindler."
"..."
Wu Tong's parents both chimed in, cursing him without holding back.
I looked at the old fraud before me called True Dragon Daoist and smiled.
"Weren't you acting all arrogant just now? Why didn't your Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Demon-Expelling Formation activate?"
The old fraud forced an awkward smile.
"D-Daoist, y-you're joking. I-I'm just a farmer from Crouching Ox Mountain. H-how would I know any formations? I-I made all that up! Daoist, please don't hold a grudge against a small fry like me. I didn't know this was your ritual ground. I-I came here and offended you. Please, please don't take it to heart!"
I did not care much about that, but I still asked,
"Where did you get that Peachwood Sword?"
The old fraud gave a hollow smile.
"It's... it's a family heirloom..."
He spoke without any confidence at all. He was obviously lying to me.
I kicked him.
Right in the face...
The old fraud was kicked to the ground on the spot, clutching his face and crying, "Aah! Aah! Aah!"
"Speak properly. Tell me everything about how you became a fraud. Otherwise, I'll take your soul and turn you into a corpse."
The old