In ancient times, there was indeed talk of duels for fun.
Like when Xiang Zhuang danced with a sword aimed at Duke Pei.
But the mighty Yangtze River flows eastward.
Nowadays, we've entered a civilized society.
"Drinking tea should be a way to make friends through culture."
As the host, Luo Binwang spoke delicately. Though if it's a literary duel, to put it mildly, Long Tao likely wouldn't stand much chance. Judging by his aura, his education is probably crushed by Boss Jiang, maybe just at the level of reciting Goose Rhyme.
Hmm.
The atmosphere was a bit stiff.
Just joking around.
"Yeah, if you two 'masters' start a fight, won't you tear down my shop?"
Pei Ning quickly joined her husband's teasing. She wasn't sure if her niece's boss could fight, but she knew a bit about Long Tao's prowess, being someone who can navigate both the underworld and the upper world in a city, he must be quite a formidable character.
