Liu Buli said these words, but neither You Siqi nor Shen Muzhi could discern any excitement from his expression.
However, it made sense. If Liu Buli was telling the truth, then everything he was currently experiencing was an undeserved calamity. From his perspective, he simply wanted to marry the person he loved, and even their wedding lacked any blessings. He merely wished to enjoy a moment of happiness for the two of them, nothing more, yet even that was denied.
Shen Muzhi pondered for a moment, then looked at Lu Wuming, who had remained silent. He said, "Speaking of which, Daoist Liu, your disciple's temperament has changed quite a bit, hasn't it? I was thinking, if I were getting married and someone dared to disturb me like this, I would have already stormed their sect and wiped them out. Your disciple can actually endure it; it truly astonishes me."
"It's not enduring, it's that Master said there's no need to make oneself unhappy over the actions of mere insects," Lu Wuming replied indifferently. He then glanced at Shen Muzhi and added with a serious tone, "Directly storming a sect to wipe them out shows a lack of character, and your excessive agitation are both significant flaws."
These were words Liu Buli had spoken to him during his teachings.
Lu Wuming had etched them deeply into his mind and understood the importance of applying them.
Shen Muzhi's lips twitched upon hearing this, and he immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. He said, "You really don't need to harbor such animosity towards me. I know that in your Master's heart, I am far inferior to you. The key point is that I don't like your Master either. I have someone I like, so you can rest assured."
As he said this, he casually glanced back at You Siqi beside him.
You Siqi, however, averted his gaze, showing no intention of meeting his eyes.
Liu Buli smiled and said, "It seems Physician Shen, your romantic path is quite fraught with obstacles."
Shen Muzhi waved his hand, unwilling to dwell on it.
What could he do? He didn't want it to be this way.
But the problem was, he had stated his intentions clearly so many times, and the other party showed no sign of agreement. He couldn't force them.
Shen Muzhi felt a deep sense of helplessness.
Liu Buli could see it and, for once, didn't press the matter further.
It had to be said that the speed at which the Duantiange sect gathered their forces was much faster than they had imagined. That afternoon, a large group of cultivators arrived in the small town in a grand procession.
Liu Buli knew that most of the people in the town were ordinary individuals without cultivation. Therefore, when he sensed the aura of those approaching, he proactively left the town. He sat in an open space outside the city, looking up at the sky, which was reddened by the fiery sunset.
After a moment of silence, he spoke, "I hate this color red."
It was like fresh blood, making one feel incredibly oppressed.
Lu Wuming had been by his side like a loyal hound, constantly watching over him. Hearing his comment, Lu Wuming immediately said, "If Master dislikes it, you can return to the city and wait. Order whatever food you wish to eat. Wuming will be quick with his actions; after dealing with the trash, I will return to accompany you."
He spoke with utmost sincerity.
His gaze was deep, filled with profound affection.
Liu Buli found it endearing and couldn't help but smile. He reached out and wrapped his arms around Lu Wuming's neck, saying, "This matter started because of me. Even if I didn't instigate it, it's still my responsibility to some extent. Therefore, when it's resolved, I should be the one to step forward. If I always rely on you, then who is the Master between us?"
"You are the Master," Lu Wuming replied. "But I am your husband. You are my wife, so it is my duty to protect you."
He spoke with such unwavering conviction.
His demeanor caused Liu Buli's face to instantly flush red.
The consequence of being too shy was that Lu Wuming's head was gently tapped by him once more.
He then pushed Lu Wuming away and stretched his limbs. He said, "I must take the initiative to act once, so these pieces of trash know my strength. Otherwise, in their eyes, I'm just a pretty face. As long as you're not by my side, everyone will want to touch me. That would lead to endless trouble."
Lu Wuming actually wanted to tell him that even if that were the case, there wouldn't be much trouble. After all, he would never leave Liu Buli's side, so those hypothetical situations wouldn't arise.
However, he didn't get the chance to voice these thoughts.
As the cultivators who had come to condemn them arrived at their location, Liu Buli proactively went to meet them.
Looking at the eldest young master of the Duantiange sect standing at the forefront, Liu Buli let out a cold laugh and got straight to the point. "This matter has dragged on for days, and I've had enough. So, let's resolve it cleanly in one go. I will not back down any further."
He gestured to the cultivators behind the eldest young master who were not wearing Duantiange attire, clearly indicating they had been summoned by him. He continued, "I am determined to destroy the Duantiange sect; there's no need to say more. But if you do not wish to bring trouble upon your own sects, leave now, and I will pretend I didn't see you. Otherwise, if you choose to fight starting today, your respective sects will also become my enemies, Liu Buli. I guarantee that I can slaughter all your sects and families, to the death."