With a sword at his throat, some people would be terrified, others furious and embarrassed, but Ma Biao just reached out and flicked the sword away as if dusting off a chicken feather.
"Brother, I'm just joking with you, don't get angry, hahaha!"
His strike was strong, the sword hummed lightly, and the man in black felt his arm go slightly numb. He looked at Ma Biao cautiously, knowing that this man possessed high martial arts skill. If Ma Biao wasn't doing it on purpose, he would have had no chance of getting close.
While the man in black was shocked, Ma Biao was also assessing him. That sword strike was very fast, and although he was on guard, dodging it would have been difficult. This man has good skills, making him worthy of discussing business!
This small confrontation was a test; both sides felt the other was not bad and someone they could do business with.
So, Ma Biao gestured invitingly, "Come, sit down and let's talk it over!"
