Lu Li raised his head with difficulty, looked across the wet ground and saw the face that was etched in his bones. Li Mang. An outer disciple of the Tianjian Sect, he was also a loyal lackey of the Xiao family who destroyed his Lu family three years ago. Li Mang has a strong physique and a greasy smile on his fat chin. Several followers behind him are already laughing their heads off.
"Senior Brother Li, this piece of trash has pretty strong bones."
"Why is it hard? The young master of the Lu family, who was the number one family in Tianling City, is now unable to even carry water for our feet!"
Foot washing water. Lu Li's thoughts were a little fuzzy. He remembered that just a quarter of an hour ago, he was carrying a basin of freshly brought hot water and was preparing to wash the feet of these "senior brothers". However, due to lack of physical strength at the corner of the alley, he stumbled and poured the entire basin of water on Li Mang's boots.
It was that basin of water that brought him this unreasonable disaster.
