"Master Lu, you're not dead?!"
Ji Han was utterly horrified, his voice trembling, unable to comprehend how Lu Bei could still be alive in a sea of blood populated by malicious creatures.
"I was dead, but it seems someone's trying to renege on their debts, which infuriated me enough to come back to life."
Lu Bei tightly griped Ji Han's wrist, making his bones crackle, and coldly said, "I did not expect to deal with such a dishonest little person. But it's just as well. You betrayed me first, and now I will cast aside my principles, kill you, take the Immortal Medicine, and have a reason to avenge my grievances."
"You misunderstand, Master Lu, you misunderstand!"
Ji Han cried out, unloading the blame onto Zhu Yintian, claiming he had been framed and his mind had been clouded due to his unstable spiritual consciousness, which led him to act recklessly.
The accused Zhu Yintian remained calm amidst the accusations with no intense rebuttal.