His eyes darted around quickly, making a swift decision.
Then, this dark-skinned man suddenly distanced himself from the latter, his movements so abrupt as if it were a reflex from being electrocuted. He then pointed his finger directly at the other's nose and began to hurl insults unabashedly.
"You demon, can you see it now?! Lord Visakha has already arrived, your ambition is nothing but a joke..."
He was determined to put on a show, to let his master and colleagues see that he too was a loyal divine artifact—besides, Fujisaki Kouta should be able to understand this. After all, as long as he cooperated with him, there would still be green hills and plenty of wood to burn, he could still find an opportunity to overthrow Visakha with him.
However.
Lu Ba might be thinking ideally, but that doesn't mean things would develop as he expected.
