Wang Zongkun's big mouth opened wide, once again spraying a column of water towards the Wuu Brothers in the sky.
Already prepared, the Wuu Brothers wouldn't be caught off guard again.
Their figures merely flickered, suddenly disappearing from their original spot, evading the water column. The next moment they reappeared, already above the Water Moon Celestial Pavilion.
With hands folded behind their backs, posing like experts, they looked down at Liu Ruolan and others still playing mahjong: "You must be Wang Shouzhe's inner circle, right? We brothers advise you not to act rashly, lest we accidentally hurt you and have to face punishment."
The powerful aura of two Purple Mansion Realm cultivators surged forth, although their sleazy appearance and soggy clothes made it hard to see them as dignified strongmen.
"Awoo~ You really underestimate me, Young Master Zongkun," Wang Zongkun shouted in frustration, his temper rising sharply.
