Then, There is no then

Watching the group of guys chatting and acting as if he didn't exist, Lu Xinwei burned with anger.

"Hmph!"

He couldn't help but snort coldly.

In doing so, he not only wanted to attract the attention of Lu Benwei and the others again but also expressed his displeasure.

However.

His actions were once again ignored.

The bear finished eating and started picking its teeth.

The centipede changed legs and started filing its nails.

Lu Benwei and the dog continued their whispered conversation...

"Hmph, you four are so dismissive of my lord, it's a bit too arrogant. In that case, let me teach you a lesson."

The elder next to Lu Xinwei finally couldn't bear it anymore, and a surge of momentum forced Lu Benwei and his companions.

Then, with a flip of his hand, he launched an attack at the nearest dog.

However, Lu Benwei didn't even look at him, grabbed his hand, and instantly threw him out of the window, disappearing without a trace.

"This guy is insane."

"Forget about him, Qing, continue."

"Well, big brother, the process I'm telling you about, you must remember it well." The dog glanced casually at the figure flying out of the window and continued talking to himself.

"After these processes, there is also..."

Lu Benwei and the dog, the bear and the centipede, continued their whispered discussion.

However.

Lu Xinwei remained stunned in place, unable to recover for a long time.

You should know that his cultivation as a golden immortal was not inferior to Lu Zhengyi of the Baiyang Palace.

Although he didn't use his full strength with that attack, it wasn't something that could be easily resisted.

After the shock.

He smirked.

Indeed, this was the person he was looking for, he hadn't misjudged.

Seeing Lu Benwei's strength, the anger he felt for being ignored dissipated quite a bit.

After all, masters.

A bit of arrogance was to be expected.

On the contrary.

If Lu Benwei didn't have this arrogance, he might not like him anymore.

So, without showing any signs, he approached and raised his hands to reintroduce himself, "Gentlemen, I am Lu Xinwei. Would you care to join me for a drink?"

At the same time, he raised the wine glass in his hand.

However.

Lu Benwei, the dog, the bear, and the centipede simply got up and walked past him, leaving directly.

Yes.

Just like that, they left.

Leaving Lu Xinwei's hand holding the cup hanging in the air, unable to help but twitch and tremble, his face also became unpredictable.

And Lu Benwei and his companions hurried to the street.

Before long, the centipede used a black robe to cover his body and lay on the ground shouting, "Help, someone, this person not only robbed me, insulted my soul, but also wants to seize my body. Who can help me get rid of this villain who bullies men and women?"

The appearance of the centipede immediately attracted the attention of the onlookers, who began to point and talk.

"Hmph."

"So what if he robbed you, this lord just bullies men and women."

The dog also used a black robe to cover himself and made a domineering voice.

And as soon as the voice fell, he quickly signaled Lu Benwei in the dark and whispered, "Bro, the girl is here, get ready to act, remember to be quick and look handsome."

Sure enough.

Beside the street, a slender and graceful sword-wielding girl was walking towards this direction.

Seeing this, Lu Benwei's eyes lit up.

Dressed in a black robe on top and tight pants below, wearing bean shoes, he descended from mid-air with a somersault, landing in the courtyard.

Quite the display.

"Hey, where did this thief come from? How dare you bully a woman in broad daylight?"

"Watch how this scoundrel sets things right."

With that, Lu Benwei thrust his palm towards the rascal.

"Ah!"

The rascal cried out in pain, flying backward and clutching his chest, saying, "Alright, alright, impressive strike. I'll admit defeat today, consider yourselves lucky!"

With that said, the rascal fled in embarrassment.

"Applause!"

Black Bear Elixir stepped out at the right moment, flashing his bear paw and shouting.

The onlookers cheered half-heartedly, accompanied by some boos, before dispersing with rolled eyes.

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

"Setting things right is only proper, proper indeed, haha..."

Lu Benwei bowed politely to the surrounding crowd, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally falling on the Holy Maiden of the Qianxun Sect.

Finally, as the woman approached, Lu Benwei lightly tapped his bean shoes on the ground, spun in place, and leaned against the nearby wall, looking at her affectionately.

However.

The woman simply brushed past him...

And that was it.

She didn't even spare Lu Benwei a glance.

Confused, Lu Benwei hurriedly sent a message for help.

"Bro, what's going on? You said that girl would be all over me!"

The rascal appeared out of nowhere, offering advice, "Don't panic, big bro, this is a normal reaction."

"What do you mean?"

Lu Benwei asked hastily.

"Big bro, think about it. Women, they're all shy, especially in public like this. She wouldn't want to embrace you here."

"But just now, with your imposing demeanor, that girl must have fallen for you deep down. So now, you should take the initiative. You're bound to win her over."

The rascal quickly explained.

"Qing, you're truly my dog-headed strategist, brilliant!"

Lu Benwei praised, patting the rascal on the back before hurrying after the woman.

"Miss, wait."

Lu Benwei called out from behind.

"What's the matter?"

Finally, the woman turned to look at Lu Benwei.

"Among the myriad beings, our encounter, doesn't Miss think it's fate?"

Lu Benwei approached with deep affection.

"In my eyes, Miss, your beauty is unparalleled, like... like this beautiful rose in my hand..."

As he spoke, Lu Benwei remembered the rascal's instructions, spun on his bean shoes in place, and casually pulled out the rose from his pocket.

However.

There was only a lonely stick left.

Lu Benwei was dumbfounded, frantically searching his pocket and finding the petals had long since fallen off.

"Boring."

A hint of disgust flashed in the woman's eyes. Combined with Lu Benwei's earlier despicable acting, she had already deemed this black-robed figure as no good.

Without saying another word, she turned and left.

Holding a twig, Lu Benwei stood still, looking pitiful.

"Big brother, hold on."

Seeing this, the three companions quickly chimed in with various words of comfort.

"Big brother, she's definitely just a materialistic woman."

"Yeah, she doesn't deserve your love."

"This kind of woman is too fake. Clearly likes you, but still pretends to be aloof. Such women are not worth it."

The trio chattered on.

"Is that so?"

Lu Benwei was half skeptical.

"It definitely is."

The three patted their chests.

"I see, so it was just a materialistic woman. No loss for me," Lu Benwei said with a laugh, straightening up and feeling more confident. "It's just one materialistic woman after all, not worth it."

At the tavern.

Lu Xinwei, who had witnessed everything, had an interesting expression on his face.

He thought these guys were planning something big, but turns out it was just this?

Their despicable acting and awkward behavior made him laugh and cry at the same time.

However.

Lu Benwei's strength was still acknowledged by him.

He also pondered.

Lu Benwei ignoring him before was out of pride.

If he encountered someone suddenly approaching him without knowing his identity, he wouldn't bother with them either.

It seems.

It's time to show his own identity and strength!

So with a graceful leap, he came to Lu Benwei's side, intentionally revealing his cultivation.

"Sir, I won't beat around the bush with you. I'm here today to discuss some matters with you."

"As for me, I come from the virtual realm, my name is Lu Xinwei, and my cultivation surpasses that of a Golden Immortal, reaching the level of a Profound Immortal. Because there are few rivals among the Profound Immortals, I am known as the number one Profound Immortal in the virtual realm!"

Lu Xinwei raised his head slightly, his voice filled with pride, while his eyes assessed Lu Benwei, waiting for his reaction.

By revealing his identity and strength, he expected Lu Benwei to take him seriously and engage in a proper conversation, right?

After all, who would overlook a high-level expert like him?

Especially one who is above a Golden Immortal!

And moreover, the number one Profound Immortal in the virtual realm!

Looking at the proud Lu Xinwei, Lu Benwei glanced at him indifferently.

"Oh."

With that plain word, he and his companions left.

And then.

There was no "and then"...

The air just froze...

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