Coincidentally, at this very moment, just as Luochen had slapped Yang Guang away a moment ago, many of the country’s big shots finally arrived at the door.
They just gathered at the main gate without entering, because they had no idea what exactly had happened.
Everyone inside the hall was completely dumbfounded.
The undefeated myth of Huaxia had been defeated today?
How was this possible?
Han Donglai, Yuan Lianghua, and Chen Jianbin all wore dumbfounded expressions on their faces.
Something that seemed as impossible as the sky falling had finally happened today!
Was this still the Luo Wuji who slapped foreign experts and stepped on green light?
Was this still the Luo Wuji who bloodily washed the Dragon Capital in a fit of rage?
In an instant, everyone stared at the scene before them like dumb geese.
How could this be?
Yang Guang finally came to his senses and stared dead at Luochen.
Even he himself could not believe it!
How was this possible?
In the mundane world of the present age, there was actually such an expert hiding?
He could not even withstand a casual slap from the other party!
“Who are you?” Yang Guang asked viciously.
“Hmph, who am I?” Luochen slowly stood up.
“You use my name to commit fraud, and you actually dare to ask who I am?”
What!!
Use my name to commit fraud?
Ziyuan slowly turned her neck with a face full of horror and looked at Luochen.
The others, while dumbfounded, were shocked once again, and then with difficulty turned their heads to look at Luochen.
“Hmph, you are shamelessly boastful, actually saying I usurped your name?”
“I, Luo Wuji…”
“Are you fucking worthy of the three words Luo Wuji?” Hong Biao was the first to rush in.
“Are you worthy of my teacher’s name?” Ye Shuangshuang arrived.
Ye Zhengtian and others filed in.
Next were some big shots from the Dragon Capital, and even Martial Saint Zhou Qiankun had come.
Those who were familiar with and knew Luochen entered first.
“There is actually someone impersonating me?” Lan Beier walked over gracefully, her temperament otherworldly, like a fairy.
That fake Lan Beier instantly paled in comparison.
“Greetings, Mr Luo.” Many people clasped their fists and bowed one after another.
What more needed to be proved?
What more needed to be explained?
If others could not prove it, what about Lan Beier?
This was Lan Beier, the woman by Luochen’s side, known by the entire country.
Her appearance and a single sentence had already explained who the real Luo Wuji was!
“You, you, you are really Luo Wuji?” Ziyuan stared at Luochen with her eyes wide open.
“When did I ever hide it?” Luochen smiled and patted Ziyuan’s head.
When did he ever hide it?
“Have you not always…”
Ziyuan originally wanted to say, have you not always been hiding it?
But thinking about it, that was not right!
Because Ziyuan suddenly remembered the scene of her first meeting with Luochen at the entrance of Starbucks.
“His surname is actually Luo?”
“He has the same surname as Luo Wuji.”
“I am Luo Wuji.”
Subsequently, this phrase “I am Luo Wuji” was on Luochen’s lips, and he did not know how many times he had said it.
However, due to a preconceived blind spot, Ziyuan had always believed that the person on the stage was Luo Wuji.
And Luochen was just joking!
After all, who would dare to impersonate Luo Wuji?
But who could have thought that someone would actually impersonate Luo Wuji, and that Luochen was actually Luo Wuji!
Yes, she should have thought of it earlier. In this world, who would dare to be fearless of Luo Wuji?
Except for Luo Wuji himself, who would dare to be fearless?
No wonder Luochen had always been so confident.
No wonder Luochen had once said that in terms of financial resources, if he claimed to be second, no one would dare to claim first.
It was also no wonder that the grandmaster had knelt to him back then.
It was even less surprising that Luochen dared to say those words even in front of the camera!
Everything made sense now.
“Why did you not prove it before…”
Ziyuan then felt she had asked an idiotic question.
He was Luo Wuji, not an ordinary person.
Did he need to prove that he was Luo Wuji?
Ziyuan had originally thought Luochen was a dead man today, but she did not expect the situation to take such a dramatic turn.
Then Ziyuan looked somewhat pityingly at Yang Guang on the stage and Han Donglai and the others in the hall.
These people were finished!
And at this moment, Yang Guang was already scared silly.
Impersonating Luo Wuji was a major crime!
After all, that was the number one person in Huaxia!
But not only had he impersonated him, he had actually done it right in front of the man himself.
He had walked straight into the line of fire.
Claiming right in front of the real Luo Wuji that he was Luo Wuji?
Luo Wuji had probably just been watching him like a clown.
How incredibly unlucky did one have to be for this kind of thing to happen?
How could Luo Wuji be so easily impersonated?
At this moment, Yang Guang was already trembling with fear.
As for Han Donglai and the others, their brains were almost short-circuiting.
What was the situation?
That man surnamed Luo was the real Luo Wuji?
And the one on the stage was a fake?
The person he, Han Donglai, had been provoking was actually his biggest backer?
He, Han Donglai, had spent nearly half of his assets to curry favour with a fake, yet had desperately offended the real Luo Wuji?
Chen Jianbin felt so wronged he wanted to die. He had exhausted his family fortune to curry favour with a fake, and previously even tried to outspend the richest man, Luo Wuji?
He could never win in this life, the next life, or even the life after that!
The most unbelievable part was for Yuan Na, because when Luochen had previously said he was Luo Wuji, she had mocked that if Luochen was Luo Wuji, then she was Lan Beier.
But what about now?
Not to mention Zhang Yang and the others, who were so scared they wet their pants.
Luochen then turned his gaze to Yang Guang. Yang Guang instantly shuddered, so scared that he cried bitterly, crawled down from the stage, and knelt prostrate before Luochen.
“Mr Luo, I am sorry, Mr Luo, Mr Luo, I truly deserve to die. I was blinded by folly to even think about impersonating you.”
But Luochen ignored him and instead turned his gaze to Han Donglai, Chen Jianbin, and the others in the hall, sweeping over them one by one.
“I told you to make this so-called Luo Wuji kneel before me and kowtow to apologise. Do you still think I am arrogant now?”
“Smack!”
“Smack, smack…”
Luochen slapped him a few times through the air, striking Han Donglai directly in the face.
“You want to return the slaps?”
“Now I give you the chance, you try it?” Luochen looked coldly at Han Donglai.
Han Donglai’s entire face was swollen and distorted from the slaps.
Return them?
Could he?
Did he dare?
“Competing with me in throwing money around and calling me arrogant?” Luochen backhanded Chen Jianbin across the face.
“You, a mere richest man of Nanling, have the nerve to mention money in front of me, Luo Wuji?” Chen Jianbin did not dare to say a single word.
Competing with Luo Wuji in money?
Was he crazy?
Then Luochen turned his gaze to Mayor Zhang.
“I told you to get lost. Do you still have any objections?”
Did he dare to have any?
“The Crown Prince of Nanling?” Luochen glanced at Han Feiyu, instantly scaring him so much that he shrank his neck, his whole body trembling.
“In front of me, Luo Wuji, who dares to call themselves a crown prince?”
“Yuan Na, if I am Luo Wuji, then you are Lan Beier?”
“Now Beier is in front of you. Look, can you become her?”
“And the rest of you, wanting to suck up to me, Luo Wuji, climb the big tree that is me, Luo Wuji, and mix with me, Luo Wuji?”
“Am I, Luo Wuji, not valuable anymore, or do you think too highly of yourselves?”
“Are the likes of you even worthy of following me, Luo Wuji?”