In Shen Haoran's courtyard, Long Mo, Long Zhen, and Shen Haoran were seated around a stone table.
Long Mo was savoring a cup of fragrant tea, while Long Zhen wore a sour expression, his fingers drumming restlessly on the tabletop. Shen Haoran simply watched the two brothers with a faint smile, his thoughts a mystery.
"How can you two be so calm? The guy's challenged you right on your doorstep, and you're in the mood for tea?" Long Zhen said resentfully, looking at his brother, Long Mo. He then pointed at Shen Haoran.
"Brother Shen, what's so funny? How can you still smile? Don't you know how arrogant Li Ge is? He announced your duel to the entire sect and even boasted that he'd crush you under his foot to show you the might of a disciple from the Dragon and Tiger List! Aren't you going to do something, say something back?"
Hearing this, Shen Haoran shrugged and said, "Do I need to?"
