When the discussion was in full swing, the host made his entrance.
Decked out in a suit and shoes, Lu Xiaobu, with microphone in hand, bounced onto the stage.
Why do I say he was carrying it?!
Because the microphone was wired and had a stand, and Lu Xiaobu just carried the whole setup onto the stage like that.
It felt like he was carrying a Green Dragon Crescent Blade!
The audience burst into laughter.
"What's Young Master Bu up to, coming on stage like this?!"
"Going to a feast with a blade alone?! Or is it dragging-the-blade Form?!"
"Who's he planning to chop?!"
"Hahahaha, just look at that sly look in Lu Xiaobu's eyes, I'm dying of laughter!"
"..."
"Bam!"
Lu Xiaobu set the microphone down in the middle of the stage and addressed the audience, "Don't you all think my earlier action looked like I was about to chop someone?"
"Exactly!"
The crowd echoed in unison, bubbling with excitement.
So, Young Master Bu, you're aware your actions look like slashing someone, eh!
