At that moment, however, Lu Qingshan's aged face was so dark it looked ready to drip water.
Chun Xiaobai had nearly angered him to death earlier, and he had only just managed to catch his breath.
Yet before he had even warmed his seat, another disciple came to report that someone was causing trouble down below.
So what if disciples were causing trouble? Why did they have to drag him out? Did they really take an elder like him for an errand boy with nothing better to do?!
But unfortunately, he was famously amiable within the Sect, a consummate nice guy.
He could hardly ignore it!
Everyone around saw that Lu Qingshan, who normally wore a gentle smile, now had a face so gloomy they could wring water out of it.
To them, Elder Lu's expression was surely so ugly because he had learned someone dared pretend to be his brother, and it had infuriated him.
They all turned toward Chun Xiaobai, their eyes full of mockery.
"Well, let's see how you die now!"
"Of all the things you could have said, you had to claim you were Elder Lu's brother who'd faced life and death with him?"
"Never mind Elder Lu getting angry. Even we'd be angry if someone tried to force a connection with us like that!"
Yet just as everyone prepared to enjoy the show-
Chun Xiaobai suddenly forced a wounded expression onto his face, changing expressions with breathtaking speed.
Before Lu Qingshan could approach, he darted forward to meet him.
At that very moment, Lu Qingshan spotted Chun Xiaobai in the crowd, and his heart lurched:
Why is it this walking plague again?!
He abruptly realized that when the disciple had come to report trouble earlier, he had been so angry that he had cut the