At this point, Han Jiufeng suddenly paused.
As if something had occurred to him, he whipped his head around to look at Lu Qingshan.
The others caught on too, turning to stare at him in unison.
"I think it was that bastard Lu Qingshan!"
"He was the one running his mouth the whole time, first demanding to search the entire Heavenly Gang Sect, then threatening to haul them back to the Emperor Pavilion, and even saying he'd give them a dose of the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Formation."
"He scared Gu Chengfeng and his people into a dead end and forced them to rebel on the spot!"
"Bullshit!" Lu Qingshan shot back immediately.
He had no choice but to defend himself.
He could already see his martial uncles beside him clenching their fists, their eyes practically blazing as they stared at him.
He hurriedly puffed out his chest and protested indignantly, "I was thinking of our team!"
"Didn't you see how arrogant Gu Chengfeng was at first? If I hadn't cowed him, how were we supposed to ask for hush money?"
"Besides, that's how the procedure works!"
"What did I do wrong?"
"What did I say that wasn't right?"
Looking at that innocent expression on his face, Zhang Xuanhe finally lost his patience.
"You didn't do anything wrong! But did you have to scare them that badly?"
He rushed up and jabbed a finger at Lu Qingshan's nose, nearly spraying spit all over his face.
"Why did you have to run your mouth so much? Threatening to haul them back to the Emperor Pavilion at every turn, and then throwing in the fucking Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Formation!"
"Couldn't you just name a price and be done with it?"
"Exactly!" Sun Wujiu chimed in. "Give him a few warnings, make him pay,