—Humiliation!
At this moment, for Zhao Wanliang, this was an absolute, historic humiliation.
He had actually been threatened by some brat who had only just risen to prominence.
Yet, for the moment, there was nothing he could do to the other man.
Taking a deep breath inwardly.
Zhao Wanliang struggled to steady himself and said with a smile, "Fine! I saw that Master Lu seemed to have just gone to the City Lord's Manor to accept a new assignment. I wonder where you'll be going this time?"
"You have forty seconds left." Lu Chen's expression was calm and detached. If someone else saw him, they might have thought he was the scion of some great clan.
"Master Lu, please go about your business. When you return, Zhao will surely let you see my sincerity! By then, the entire city's people will know the Lu Clan Temple like thunder in their ears!"
"Thirty seconds!"
Zhao Wanliang drew a deep breath, took out a file from his carry bag, and handed it to Lu Chen.
"Master Lu, take a good look. Decide after you've read it whether you and I should join hands."
Lu Chen was slightly surprised.
He opened the file folder. Inside were two dossiers.
He swiftly swept them with his spiritual sense, narrowing his eyes. "Interesting. These things... weren't Photoshopped, were they?"
Zhao Wanliang said, "Master Lu, you think too little of Zhao. At our level, can a fake become real?"
Lu Chen gave him a long, hard look.
"So don't be fooled by how polite those two families were to you before. In truth, they're even more ruthless than I am. They both can't wait to uproot Master Lu's foundation so they can get a share of the spoils. But I, at the very least, have never done