"My name is Lu Ziang!"
The muscular man stepped forward, rushing into the middle of the group like a child to announce his name before Wu Junfeng could say it.
"Oh?" The Sea God folded his arms across his chest and gave Lu Ziang a strange look. "You said... your name is Lu Ziang?"
Lu Ziang nodded vigorously. "That's right. My name is Lu Ziang. What's wrong?"
Afraid the Sea God would not believe him, he spent ages rummaging through his trouser pocket as though it were a bag of endless treasures.
His pocket held everything imaginable, from low-grade Soul Tools to tasty snacks...
"All you carry is useless crap. Fuck." Wu Junfeng stared speechlessly at the things the muscular man had dumped out. "Next time, I'm throwing it all away!"
Wu Junfeng even pretended to reach for them.
"Hey, hey, hey... boss... these are all good things... you can't throw them away!"
Lu Ziang kept rummaging with one hand while using the other to stop Wu Junfeng.
"Ah! Found it!" Lu Ziang pulled a silver Token from his trouser pocket. He moved closer to the Sea God and waved it in front of his face.
Afraid the Sea God still would not believe him, he pointed at the three characters spelling out Lu Ziang on it.
"See... I'm Lu Ziang."
"Enough." Looking thoroughly impatient, the Sea God walked away and went over to the Asura God. "I know your name now."
The Asura God had taken out a fine silk handkerchief he had swiped from Sea God Island and was carefully polishing the sword in his hand.
The blade had a reddish hue, with patterns covering its entire length. Deep-purple gems studded the hilt, fully displaying its aura of slaughter.
Beyond that, the pressure emanating from the sword filled