"Don't try to win our sympathy with your seemingly sincere eyes."
These three old fools are really inhuman. Their ancestor was being dragged around like a dog, and they had the audacity to say that they would let their ancestor teach them a lesson. But it was over before it even started.
I really can't afford to lose face like this.
Ancestor Li Shan was completely bewildered. What did these juniors mean by this?
"What, you guys know each other?"
Liang Hao, who was behind him, noticed something amiss and immediately questioned him sharply.
No, I don't know him.
"This is the first time we've met."
"I'm not familiar with him."
This enraged the Old Ancestor of Lishan: "You bunch of ungrateful bastards, you don't even recognize your own ancestor?"
"Just you wait, don't let me break free, or I'll be the first to blast you bunch of traitors who betrayed your master and ancestors to pieces!"
Upon hearing this, the three of them immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Heng Qianjun was the first to wriggle over to Liang Hao's side: "Fellow Daoist, let me do this hard labor of digging the pit."
To be honest, being a disciple of the Lishan Sect is just a side job for me. My real job is as a subordinate of the Tomb Raiders, specifically as the Earth-Raising Captain.
Teng Wanma also said, "I used to be the team leader in charge of carrying the coffin. You must have heard of my name. I was the mastermind behind the famous black coffin-carrying team back then."
The million-strong army said, "Don't forget me. Actually, my family name is Meng, and my family's profession is mourning. If you don't believe me, go and ask around. Back in the Qin Dynasty, the Great Wall was collapsed because of my ancestor Meng Jiangnan's crying."
Ancestor Li Shan's eyes widened in disbelief: "What, you're just going to abandon your own ancestor like this? You've arranged everything so clearly for me?"
"Stop calling us 'Ancestor,' we can't afford to lose face like that."
"That's right, their own disciple was bullied, and they're only trying to save face by bringing in you, sir."
Before things even started, you've been completely outmaneuvered. I'm so ashamed I can't face anyone.
"Therefore, the army of Lishan Sect, please, Ancestor, face your death with equanimity."
Upon hearing such a filial reply, the patriarch of Lishan was on the verge of tears.
Liang Hao finally understood: "So you're the Old Ancestor of Lishan they've been talking about. Great! It's like finding a needle in a haystack. Are you ready for a feast?"
"I never expected this. I finally came out of seclusion, and before I could even start showing off, I'm going to be buried. Can you let me write a few more chapters?"
Thinking of this, a variety of emotions, including resentment, grievance, and anger, were displayed on his face.
So, in order to survive, he made a decision that went against his ancestors' wishes.
"Fellow Daoists, how about we make a deal? If you're willing to let me go, I'll give you an immense fortune."
Upon hearing this, Liang Hao scoffed, "What incredible stroke of luck? We don't want to hear about it."
Linghu Ming also said, "Yes, we have absolutely no interest in such ethereal things as creation. I advise you not to say it out loud."
Even so, the two of them had already skillfully perked up their ears.
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