Lu Li was firmly protected in the middle by five overbearing wives, each one surpassing the next in beauty—it was like a vibrant, splendid gathering, with overwhelming momentum.
In such a situation, even Qiu Haqing, no matter how arrogant, dared not act rashly.
Moreover, this man's gaze flickered, clearly plotting something, but it looked like a fight wasn't going to happen.
This made Hengshan Sect Leader Wu Nian utterly anxious; the burly monk was desperately urging Lu Li:
"Master Lu mustn't hesitate – strike quickly! If we allow Hua Mountain Sect to regroup and come back at us, we'll regret it too late!"
Wu Nian was truly on the edge of panic, hating that the sides hadn't started killing each other yet, so he could reap the benefits of the fisherman.
He had originally planned well—if Hua Mountain Sect won, he would take the opportunity to retrieve his sect's treasured artifact;
