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"Is he Your Master? How ridiculous. What can he teach you?" Zhou Hongmeng laughed.
"That's none of your business, and I have no obligation to tell you. Just know this: if you provoke my master again, don't blame me for being rude. A person like you? I could take on ten of you—no, a hundred," Lin Yin said with a serious expression.
"Wow, you're quite arrogant, beautiful. I didn't realize you were also a Martial Artist. Let's have a spar and see if you're truly skilled or just good at talking," Zhou Hongmeng sneered. As a martial artist herself, she had a bit of a temper and didn’t take Lin Yin seriously. After all, they seemed to be about the same age, and her arrogance made her dismissive of a girl her own age.
"Red Dream, these two are guests of your Uncle Liu. How can you be so rude?" Zhou Zhi interjected. He didn’t take Lin Yin’s words seriously either; she didn’t look like a Martial Artist at all. With her fresh and innocent appearance, she resembled more of a neighbor girl than a match for his granddaughter.
"Ahem, Old Zhou, your granddaughter seems a bit too sensitive. Even if Mr. Jiang looks at her, it’s nothing serious. To be noticed by Mr. Jiang is an honor," Liu Chaowu chuckled, completely acting like Jiang Chen's fanboy and elevating him in his words.
"I don’t appreciate that comment. There’s no need to elevate a young man so much, even if he has connections. We Martial Artists are unyielding; you should choose your words carefully. Is he an emperor? How can my granddaughter's honor be compared to that?" Zhou Zhi initially wanted to downplay the situation but became displeased upon hearing Liu Chaowu’s words.
"I'm not joking, Old Zhou," Liu Chaowu replied with a half-smile while secretly thinking that no emperor could compare to Jiang Chen.
"Unreasonable," Zhou Zhi frowned.
"Uncle Liu, since you hold him in such high regard, I suppose he must be quite skilled. Let me spar with him; if he defeats me, I’ll apologize. But if I win, he’ll owe me an apology," Zhou Hongmeng said with a stern expression.
"No need for that; you're no match for Mr. Jiang," Liu Chaowu laughed, clearly amused by her bravado.
"You can't even defeat me and yet want to challenge my master? You're overestimating yourself," Lin Yin mocked.
"Red Dream, since this young lady insists on it, why not let her spar with you?" Zhou Zhi’s expression darkened; he initially wanted to defuse the conflict but now found himself supporting his granddaughter in confronting Lin Yin.
Some hotheads needed to be taught a lesson; mere verbal disputes were useless sometimes. Force could indeed be the only solution to certain problems.
"Fine, I'll defeat you first and then teach your master a lesson," Zhou Hongmeng glared at Lin Yin, speaking in a low tone.
Lin Yin shook her head in amusement; her master could easily defeat her with just a breath, yet this girl thought she could teach him a lesson—how absurd.
The conflict between Zhou Hongmeng and Lin Yin quickly stirred up waves in the Yan Gui Tower, drawing attention from everyone around. Half of those present were young members from various Martial Arts Associations, gathered for the Chinese Martial Arts Competition, which required participants to be between eighteen and twenty-three years old.
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