"Amitabha, this monk only hopes that the benefactors can let go of their grudges and hatred, lay down the butcher knife, and immediately become a Buddha," Lu Ling finished, feeling that his words had some merit, and then glanced at He Yunwang and Senior Fan.
However, both of them had a look that said 'I won't believe you even if I die.'
He Yunwang, in particular, understood that this bald donkey must have some connection with Chen Yu, otherwise he wouldn't so obviously take Chen Yu's side, defending him.
He even felt that the two were teammates to begin with, and this bald donkey was deliberately here to anger him.
"Where did this stinky monk come from?"
Senior Fan, not very familiar with Lu Ling, cursed in his mind.
Chen Yu was already powerful, especially in defensive techniques; he had just managed to block the combined attack of himself and He Yunwang.
