These past two days.
At Li Hongtian's insistence, Lu Chong and his companion stayed here for two days, using the time to stabilize their newly breakthrough cultivation.
Of course.
Lu Chong wouldn't forget his main task at hand.
So he took advantage of the sunlight to start cleaning the manure buckets, immersing himself in the task.
"Lu Chong, is it really you?"
Fang Jin and the others surrounded him, confirming his identity upon seeing his face.
"Is it really you guys?"
Lu Chong raised an eyebrow.
His expression immediately darkened.
He had long known about the incident involving the burning of the Heavenly Immortal Palace, the suppression of his father by these people, and his own expulsion from the Great Transformation Sect.
"Good lad, I never thought it would really be you. I ask you, weren't you sent to Dark Shadow Island? How did you end up here?" Fang Jin directly interrogated.
"What does it matter to you where I am?"
Lu Chong didn't want to say anything to these people, holding the manure bucket in his hands and preparing to move elsewhere.
But unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, the group surrounded him, cutting off his retreat.
"Lu Chong, even though you've been expelled from the Great Transformation Sect, I still have the right to question you." Fang Jin pressed again, "I ask you, why are you here?"
Lu Chong frowned and said in a deep voice, "None of your business, please step aside."
"None of your business?"
Fang Jin sneered, showing no intention of letting him pass, "If I'm not mistaken, you and Lu Zun must have found someone to take the blame during the Heavenly Immortal Palace incident, right?"
"You got the fake one arrested, while you, the real one, ran off to the city lord's mansion to be a janitor?"
"What a clever move, this trick of shifting the blame is indeed a good strategy, after all, who would think you'd hide in the city lord's mansion?"
"If we hadn't run into you here, I'm afraid everyone would have been fooled by you, right?"
At this point, Fang Jin pointed viciously at Lu Chong.
"You are truly ruthless!"
"Do you know that you are going to ruin the Great Transformation Sect?"
"Don't you think you've already caused enough trouble for the Great Transformation Sect?"
Fang Jin's face was full of anger.
Especially in his heart, he was anxious, wondering if the Lord of the Continent would still grant the mining rights of the crystal mine to the Great Transformation Sect if he found out about this matter.
Outside the courtyard wall.
Li Hongtian was leaning against the wall.
He was so anxious that he was about to jump out of his skin.
What to do, what to do?
He was so anxious that he was almost in tears.
Indeed.
He had been here for a while.
But just as he approached the courtyard wall, he overheard Fang Jin and Lu Chong's conversation.
Only then did he learn from their conversation.
Lu Chong had been expelled from the Great Transformation Sect due to the incident of burning down the Heavenly Immortal Palace.
Yet, Li Hongtian had still courteously invited Fang Jin and the others to discuss the matter of the crystal mine...
This mix-up was simply a huge blunder.
Smack!
He gave himself a heavy slap on the face.
Full of regret.
Regretting that he hadn't investigated the situation sooner.
Originally, he had wanted to curry favor with Lu Chong through the Great Transformation Sect, but instead, he ended up shooting himself in the foot.
These past two days, he had finally managed to build a good relationship with Lu Chong, and if he didn't handle this situation well, all his efforts would be in vain.
Even worse, Lu Chong might get so angry that he would dump those manure buckets on him.
Just thinking about it made him break out in a cold sweat!
So without a plan, he didn't dare to step out.
"Are you deaf?"
"I, the sect master, am asking you a question."
Fang Jin's face darkened as he shouted.
Lu Chong's expression was grim.
His heart was filled with frost.
At this moment, the last bit of affection he had for the Great Transformation Sect had been completely worn away.
"I want to know, who asked you to come here?"
Lu Chong asked coldly.
"Why do you want to know that?"
Fang Jin glanced at Lu Chong, then said proudly, "Of course, I can tell you, we came here because the Lord of the Xi Ning Continent invited us!"
However.
The moment he said this, Li Hongtian outside couldn't hold back anymore and kicked Fang Jin with a foot.
At the same time, he cursed fiercely, "Bullshit, when did I ever invite you?"
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