Saw Hua Lian'er leisurely gnawing on a chicken leg, his mouth didn't stop.
Chen Ping suddenly felt a bit envious.
"No need to handle it, just have the household guards chase them away with sticks...
Facing martial artists from Jianghu, never show them face. If you give them three moves, they'll spread rumors saying the two were evenly matched.
Even if you don't relent, if father personally makes a move and doesn't kill the challenger on the spot, the opponent will say they walked away unscathed, claiming it was a draw."
Hua Lian'er said with a mix of laughter and exasperation.
"Is there such a maneuver? I understand now."
This meal couldn't be finished.
Chen Ping stood up, cupped his fists in a circle to all sides, and said with a smile, "Fellow Jianghu comrades, those who want to make a name for themselves, feel free to come at me. I have heavy hands, if anyone gets hurt, please don't hold a grudge."
