"Really shameless, we were dealing with the fog problem to save the Liu River nuclear power station; we had no time for a fight. But that son of a bitch actually says we are scared to fight!" Lin Zeyu was very angry.
He just got back, and people from various circles had already sent him messages about this.
Now the rumor that the Da Xia swordsmen were too scared to accept the challenge, using official power to expel the Fusang Sword Master, was spreading like wildfire.
Lu Heng originally didn't know about this until Lin Zeyu told him. After hearing it, he wasn't the least bit angry.
When your opponents start to use public opinion as a weapon, it means they dare not take action.
Lu Heng's usual approach was, if you can fight, then don't waste time talking.
Moreover, fog had appeared all over the world.
Fusang was no exception; many islands in Fusang had also been enveloped in fog.
