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Chapter 1103: Help Me Sober Up

The people who had just appeared in the plaza were, without exception, Talisman Masters, all clad in the unique robes of the Talisman Order.

Judging by their attire, the young man who spoke was merely a Yellow Talisman Master, yet his tone and temper were far from small. Seeing Lu Wu actually pointing his finger and cursing him, his face immediately twisted into a mask of extreme fury.

“Lu Wu, I know you’ve opened your Heaven Soul now, but with that brain of yours, what good is it even if you have? You’re still nothing more than a beast driven by others. We’re here for Yang Haoran today, so hurry up and tell him to get out here! ”

The anger in his heart caused the young man to speak without considering the consequences. The moment the words left his mouth, the two Black Talisman Masters present couldn't help but frown.

“Whether I’m a beast or not is none of your damn business, but I know you’re a goddamn piece of trash. With your old man covering for you in the Talisman Order, you’re still just a Yellow Talisman Master to this day. What else would you call yourself if not trash? ”

Lu Wu’s retort made the young man’s face flush crimson. Before he could even open his mouth to argue back, Lu Wu’s booming voice echoed through the area once more.

“And furthermore, our Emissary of Death’s name is not for a piece of trash like you to utter. You’d best remember that, or I’ll rip your mouth to shreds! ”

The young man didn’t take Lu Wu’s threat to heart, but Lu Wu’s constant use of “trash” ignited a furious rage within him.

He and Lu Wu had known each other for a long time. However, not only did they have no friendship, but they also had some old grudges. So, the moment they met, they immediately launched into a verbal sparring match. From the current situation, it was clear that Lu Wu held the upper hand, as he had stepped on the young man’s sore spot.

The anger in his heart made the young man want to speak further, but this time, just as he opened his mouth, he was stopped by a wave of a hand from a Black Talisman Master beside him.

Though the young man looked utterly displeased, he still closed his mouth.

“If he has no right to call Yang Haoran, surely I do? Where is Yang Haoran? Tell him to come out and meet me. I have something to discuss with him. If he cowers and refuses to show himself, then don't blame me for being impolite. ”

The one who spoke now was a middle-aged man, whom Lu Wu recognized as one of the high-ranking members of the Talisman Cult in Gu Mo City. When Lu Wu had first become a Night Watcher, this man was already a high-ranking member of the Gu Mo City Talisman Cult. After all these years, his status had naturally become increasingly stable. Although he wasn't the top leader, there were few in the Gu Mo City Talisman Cult who could truly outrank him.

Furthermore, Gu Mo City was in utter chaos. To survive here, one either needed exceptional skills and abilities or an abundance of luck. This man had not only managed to stay alive in Gu Mo City all these years but had even thrived, which indicated that he was either a truly capable individual or an incredibly fortunate soul.

As for whether he belonged to the former category or the latter, Lu Wu didn't know, nor had he ever considered the question. At this moment, he only knew one thing: this was the Death God Temple, not the Talisman Ancestor Temple. Since someone had come here to cause trouble, he, Lu Wu, couldn't back down.

The middle-aged man’s words were clearly an attempt to pressure Lu Wu with his status. He believed that with his standing, he could easily be on equal footing with Yang Haoran, and addressing Yang Haoran by name was perfectly normal. Moreover, his current statement carried a strong undertone of threat.

Given Lu Wu’s personality, how could he tolerate being threatened by others? So, after the middle-aged man spoke, Lu Wu burst into laughter.

“Haha, Cao Ze, your grandpa here wasn’t raised to be scared! If you think threats work on me, then you’re gravely mistaken. Your grandpa doesn’t fall for that trick. If you want to see our Emissary of Death, then it depends on whether our Emissary of Death is willing to see you. If our Emissary of Death wants to see you, I, Lu Wu, naturally have nothing to say. But if our Emissary of Death doesn’t want to see you, then I’m sorry, but I’d advise you to go back where you came from and not cause trouble in our divine temple. ”

Lu Wu’s words immediately made Cao Ze’s face darken.

“You, a mere Night Watcher, dare to call yourself ‘grandpa’ in front of me? It seems that after successfully opening your Heaven Soul, you’ve lost all sense of direction. In that case, I’ll just have to make you sober up! ”

Cao Ze spoke in a deep voice, and as his words fell, a powerful surge of Talisman Spirit Power erupted from his body. Seeing this, the other Talisman Masters present also unleashed their own Talisman Spirit Power.

Lu Wu showed no inclination to back down. His face darkened similarly, and with a cold snort, his Spirit Power erupted. At that moment, the Night Watchers present also pushed their Spirit Power to its absolute limit.

In terms of numbers, Lu Wu’s side outnumbered Cao Ze’s, but when it came to the power fluctuations they released, Lu Wu’s side simply couldn’t compare to Cao Ze’s. This was because, apart from Lu Wu, the other Night Watchers possessed only ordinary strength, utterly incomparable to these Talisman Masters.

If a real fight broke out between the two sides, the outcome would be without suspense: Lu Wu’s faction would undoubtedly be defeated, as the disparity in strength between them was considerable.

However, neither Lu Wu nor the Night Watchers he led showed the slightest hint of fear on their faces. Instead, they subtly radiated an air of excitement, their fighting spirit ablaze!

Seeing that Lu Wu wasn’t backing down, a cold glint flashed in Cao Ze’s eyes. He wanted to strike first and deal with Lu Wu, the ringleader, to vent the fury in his heart. As long as Lu Wu was handled, the other Night Watchers wouldn’t be able to stir up any trouble. After all, in his eyes, these Night Watchers who hadn't opened their Heaven Souls were no different from ants.

Moreover, once Lu Wu was dealt with, he didn't believe Yang Haoran still wouldn't show himself.

But just as he was about to make his move, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Lu Wu.

This person was none other than Yang Haoran, who had rushed over from the meeting room.

Upon seeing Yang Haoran appear, Cao Ze abandoned the idea of immediately attacking Lu Wu. Because Yang Haoran was blocking Lu Wu, any strike now would mean striking Yang Haoran himself.

In Cao Ze’s view, attacking Lu Wu wasn’t a big problem; after all, Lu Wu was just a Night Watcher. But Yang Haoran was different. Yang Haoran was a legitimate Underworld Official, and neither his status nor his strength was comparable to Lu Wu’s.

Of course, it wasn’t that he dared not attack Yang Haoran, but he had to consider Yang Haoran’s status and strength. Attacking Yang Haoran before clarifying certain matters would be extremely irrational.

“Greetings, Emissary of Death! ”

Seeing Yang Haoran appear, Lu Wu and the others bowed in unison.

“Guests are to be treated politely,” Yang Haoran said with a smile, ignoring Cao Ze and the Talisman Masters he had brought. “We are all civilized people; let’s not resort to fighting and killing at every turn, making it look like a TV show. Quickly, retract all your Spirit Power. ”

Lu Wu respectfully acknowledged, then made a gesture. The Night Watchers present, including Lu Wu himself, immediately retracted their Spirit Power.

Seeing this, the young man who had spoken earlier assumed Yang Haoran was showing weakness to them. He revealed a look of disdain and let out a cold snort.

The scene was quiet then, and his cold snort, though not originally loud, was heard clearly by everyone present. To Lu Wu and the other Night Watchers especially, that snort sounded exceptionally grating.

Lu Wu’s face flushed with anger. Just as he was about to react, Yang Haoran stopped him with a wave of his hand. Yang Haoran turned his gaze to the young man and chuckled.

“Heh heh, was it you who just said there’s a way to make people sober up? As it happens, something today has left me completely disoriented, unable to tell north from south. Could you perhaps help me sober up and find my bearings? ”

Yang Haoran’s words made the disdain on the young man’s face freeze, and at the same time, caused Cao Ze’s expression to change.

Everyone present knew who had just spoken those words. Although Yang Haoran hadn't been there at the time, his ability to utter that statement now clearly indicated he had heard it.

Given Yang Haoran’s capabilities, having heard the words, it was impossible he wouldn’t know they were spoken by Cao Ze, not the young man. Yet, he now directed that very statement to the young man, asking for his help to “sober up. ” His intentions were clear.

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