Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One

"But you claim that when Pei Yuanjing heard that Xie Wenren asked him for revenge, he actually went for it? Do you think I am a fool? Huh?"

"Furthermore, if Pei Yuanjing really was seeking revenge for Xie Wenren, why would he only go after Li Ping’an and not Mahaparinirvana, the Defrocked Monk? Huh?"

"And there’s no way Pei Yuanjing would bother with a wastrel from Mount Longhu; he wouldn’t stoop to fight such a person!"

"So you, this old dog, haven’t been telling me the truth!"

Butler Cen San, wiping his cold sweat, replied:

"Great Immortal, every word I spoke was the truth!"

"Is that so?"

Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect gave his disciples a look, and they understood immediately, approached Butler Cen San and pressed on:

"You old dog, dare to spout nonsense in front of the Great Immortal? Huh?"

"My master, an Immortal Venerable, holds the Daoist sects under heaven in his grasp, and you dare deceive him as if he’s a fool?"

"You are cunning indeed, using worldly schemes to trick immortals. You’ve miscalculated!"