As soon as the words fell, Zhang Wendeng's expression turned extremely unsightly.
"Who is he?"
Lu Changsheng asked Zhang Wendeng.
"He is the patriarch of Gourd Mountain Villa, Zhuang Tai!"
Zhang Wendeng explained in a low voice.
"Zhuang Tai..."
Lu Changsheng nodded slightly, his gaze shifted to Zhuang Tai. With a calm voice, he said, "Didn't you hear what I just said, Brother Lu?"
"Since you've come, stay and join us in dealing with the demonic martial artists."
"My frail old body may not have the strength. I must ask for forgiveness, Upper Envoy. I'll take my leave."
Zhuang Tai showed no consideration for Lu Changsheng.
"Who else wishes to leave?"
Ignoring Zhuang Tai, Lu Changsheng turned to the other martial artists and asked again.
"There are matters in my family that still require handling. I need to return."
"I too…"
For a moment, several martial artists indeed stepped forward, intending to leave.
