Grand-disciple, Are You Trying to Betray Your Master and Ancestors?

"You don't dare answer, do you?"

Seeing that Emperor Lu did not answer for a long time, and that his face wore that incomparably conflicted expression again, the Bull Devil King's confidence instantly swelled to bursting.

"Who says I don't dare?"

Lu Chuan gave a cold laugh. He had not read any of the classics of the Hundred Schools of Thought, but if they were comparing books read, then a mere demon ox who had only received a few years of education would absolutely be no match for him even if it read day and night without rest.

Moreover...

Lu Chuan lifted his head.

The Bull Devil King waved a large hand and chuckled. "True Martial, just look at you, stubborn as a dead duck with a hard beak. Heh, the dignified True Martial Great Emperor is uncultured. It's not embarrassing, really, not embarrassing, right?"

As he spoke, he even gave the Demon King Jiao a teasing look, signaling for the Demon King Jiao to join him in verbally attacking Lu Chuan.

The corner of the Demon King Jiao's mouth twitched.

He had already done his utmost to lower his sense of presence, so Bull Devil King, why did you just refuse to let him off?

"How about this, True Martial. Old Ox here sees that you're also someone with a head and a face in the Three Realms, so you may not want anything else, but you still have to want this face of yours, right?"

The Bull Devil King said cheerfully, "How about this? As long as you withdraw from here today, not only will the past grudges between the two of us be written off in one stroke, we brothers will even keep this little secret of you being uncultured for you. What do you think?"

"Uncultured?"