Zhao Biren was watching the Disciples of the Lament Scripture Sect stare daggers at him, thinking to himself with amusement, 'Look at these ungrateful brats, glaring at me… all pissed off, thinking I'm standing in their way. You think I'm helping Valley Master here? It's a lot fairer to say that I'm saving your lives, dummies'
Of course, he neither expected them to understand nor thank him for it. He just found it absurdly funny that they, including their Elder, didn't realise how close they were right now to ruin and that he was actually the one thing standing between certain doom and them.
He saw that look of relief in the Elder's eyes when Wu Long first intervened in the situation. He knew exactly what the latter thought. And it took him considerable mental fortitude to not start hysterically laughing at the fact the Elder of the Lament Scripture Sect actually thought that the worst thing that could happen to him - Wu Long's involvement - was some kind of stroke of luck.
