When Lin Chang'sheng saw Cao De, his face turned dark. This bastard not only had a wayward heart, but also the guts to act on it!
Every time he saw this guy, Lin Chang'sheng couldn't help remembering that time he got chased with his pants down, swinging for dear life.
"Daoist Cao, long time no see! Just a stroke of luck!"
Lin Chang'sheng replied modestly.
Other than his taste for married women, this guy really wasn't too bad otherwise.
Now that he's completely fallen out with the Liuyun Immortal Sect, they're treating him like an outright enemy.
Yet Cao De still greeted him with a smile and a joke.
"Ahem ahem— Cao De, don't disgrace yourself. What's the use of chatting with a traitor? Unless you want to leave the sect and end up like him yourself?"
Li Jiantang coughed heavily a few times, reminding Cao De with a warning.
If he were stronger, he would've struck and killed Lin Chang'sheng himself by timer—no way he'd be standing here staring him down.
