Before, I thought Lu Wumie was targeting me.
But now, after seeing Mistletoe, I understand.
Lu Wumie is just inherently offensive, treating all living and non-living beings, whether ghosts, beasts, or gods, equally without respect.
As long as one can speak, there isn't anyone who hasn't been mocked by him.
[Simply put, an ultimate enjoyment of being foul-mouthed. This phrase suits Lu Wumie the most.]
[No wonder he was always hiding underneath the Illusory Dream Secret Realm. With that mouth, even if he were beaten to death in the Immortal Spirit Realm, I wouldn't be surprised.]
[Before I forge the Super Divine Sword, he can't die,] Xingyan worriedly said.
She thought for a moment and had already started planning moral education lessons for Lu Wumie in her mind.
Of course, she didn't have the time to teach, but she could have Yuezheng Yan do it.
Thinking this, Xingyan's expectant gaze fell on Yuezheng Yan, who felt a chill run down his spine from her enthusiastic eyes.
