The young Taoist who had spoken these words smiled and licked his lips.
Lu Yu ascended the steps and was about to enter the doorway when he suddenly turned and said, "Has no one told you how ugly that looks!" After speaking, he opened the door and went inside.
The Taoist standing outside suddenly contorted his face into a hideous expression. He wanted to tear the detestable Scholar apart. The disdainful tone and condescending look had filled his heart with a savage desire to kill. He stared fixedly at the door, hoping to hear Lu Yu's screams. He was already determined that if Lu Yu managed to come out alive, he would 'entertain' him thoroughly.
Lu Yu naturally did not care about the Taoist's thoughts. For him, this malevolent person was nothing more than an ant that could be crushed by a casual flick.
He slowly walked into the room and saw the Ruyi True Immortal sitting on a cushion, holding his broken weapon.
