The thoughts in his mind were directly pointed out by Liu Buli, and Lu Wuming felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
He lowered his head and fell silent for a moment, but he couldn't help but say, "Master, Wuming has thought about it. If you can avoid getting hurt, it doesn't matter if Wuming has to go through a little more trouble."
Liu Buli's eyes widened. "What do you mean? Are you telling me you plan to go to Ghost City with them?"
Lu Wuming did not answer.
However, at this moment, Liu Buli knew very well that his silence represented tacit consent, meaning Liu Buli had guessed his thoughts correctly.
He was immediately amused by his foolish disciple. Liu Buli raised his hand and pressed his forehead twice. He said, "Lu Wuming, are you stupid? If you really go with them to Ghost City, you might never see me again. Don't say this is for my own good. Do you remember what you promised me? We agreed to be together forever, and that's why I agreed to become your Dao companion. And now, how long has it been, and you're abandoning me, right?"
Lu Wuming realized that Liu Buli was truly angry this time. He immediately waved his hands in a panic, shaking his head vigorously. "Of course, that's not what I mean! Wuming doesn't want to be separated from Master at all! I just thought, if going to Ghost City with him could solve the problem, then it wouldn't matter if I went for a little while?"
He said the last part very cautiously.
As he spoke, he stole a glance at Liu Buli, afraid that his master would be even more displeased by his words.
However, it was clear that lowering his voice was useless. The anger on Liu Buli's face intensified. He glared and said, "Lu Wuming, do you think you've become very smart now?"
Lu Wuming immediately shook his head.
He only thought he was a little smarter than those ghosts. Compared to his master, he was definitely still an idiot.
Liu Buli sneered and continued to ask, "Then tell me, do you think my cultivation is too low and I'm holding you back?"
Lu Wuming, of course, shook his head desperately.
How could his master be the one holding him back? Even though he was used to and liked to protect his master behind him, both of them knew very well that in terms of cultivation and ability, Liu Buli had never been much worse than him.
Their strengths were comparable, so there was absolutely no question of holding each other back.
After these two questions, Liu Buli's expression finally softened a little.
Clearing his throat, Liu Buli spoke again. He said, "Since you're an idiot, and I won't hold you back, then the two of us together are the strongest. If you leave me and go to Ghost City alone with them, you'll become an isolated and helpless idiot. If they set any traps for you, you won't even realize it and will just be foolishly used by others."
Lu Wuming thought about it. He really felt that this was a possible scenario. After all, it was always his master who told him what to do and what not to do. If he acted alone without his master, he might really not know how to handle problems when they arose.
The little thoughts that were previously active vanished the moment he reached this conclusion.
Lu Wuming tugged at Liu Buli's sleeve, pouted, and said pitifully, "Wuming is just afraid Master will get hurt."
The incident of Liu Buli going to fight Duan Liuyun alone years ago, although long past, was still Lu Wuming's nightmare.
Occasionally, in the middle of the night, when he thought of Liu Buli, covered in blood and almost dying, he would feel immense terror and despair.
That scene was truly terrifying. He never wanted to see it again.
So, to avoid seeing those scenes, he would rather bear a little more himself. As long as it wasn't Liu Buli who had to bear it, anything could be discussed.
Thinking this, Lu Wuming spoke again.
However, before he could say anything, he was pulled into Liu Buli's embrace.
They had been together for so long that Liu Buli probably understood the meaning behind Lu Wuming's every glance better than Lu Wuming himself.
Seeing the deep sadness in his eyes, Liu Buli knew he was thinking about the past.
He sighed deeply, and his lips brushed against Lu Wuming's ear. Liu Buli said earnestly, "Wuming, listen to me. The reason I got hurt back then was because I was too confident in myself and didn't think about cooperating with you. So, think about it, if you trust yourself this time and refuse to cooperate with me, wouldn't that be repeating my mistake? We've experienced something foolish like this once, so let's not go through it a second time. No matter what happens, as long as we face it together, we'll find a way to solve it."
His words were extremely gentle and finally calmed Lu Wuming's agitated heart.
No matter what happened, they had to face it together.
The little person in Lu Wuming's heart engraved this sentence deeply in the most profound part of his heart. His eyes were slightly lowered, and Lu Wuming felt that this sentence seemed to make him a little happier.
Perhaps because of his overly direct resistance, the so-called ghost clan did not bother him again in the following days.
Just as Liu Buli had arranged, everyone remained on standby. Although they were still somewhat wary, at least on the surface, they focused on their current lives and did not seem to be too affected by the sudden visit of the ghost clan.
A few more days passed, and the martial arts competition was approaching the semi-finals. Liu Buli drew his opponent's name slip and couldn't help but laugh when he saw the name written on it.
He turned and showed the slip to Lu Wuming. On the white paper, in black and white, was a name: Lu Wuming.
Liu Buli sighed with regret, "It seems we can't make it to the finals together."
Lu Wuming immediately raised his hand and declared, "Master can go to the finals, I forfeit."
He had no interest in this competition in the first place. If it could make Liu Buli happy, he would act without hesitation.
However, to his surprise, Liu Buli frowned at his seemingly sensible answer. He looked at Lu Wuming unhappily and said, "You can't just forfeit so easily. Speaking of which, I've never had a proper practice session with you since you joined the sect. Let's treat this competition as a warm-up exercise, and let Master see how capable you are."