The situation was tense, like a drawn sword and a taut bow.
It seemed as if a fight would break out any moment.
Lu Lin instinctively took two steps back.
When a fight breaks out among ninth-level experts, all he could do was to run as far as possible.
"Hahaha, you two, you haven't changed a bit after all these years."
"And, Mr. Wan, you are quite the talker. Perhaps speak a bit less in the future."
At this moment, Wang Jianfang stepped out to mediate.
Only then did the two parties glance at each other and turn away.
"Lu Lin, please don't mind. We've all been friends for several hundreds of years and usually crack some harmless jokes like these."
Lu Lin nodded.
Harmless jokes, my foot.
Just now, he felt that Director Long and Sister Long were ready to start attacking.
He was still too young to understand the way these ninth-level experts interacted.
