"If you don't have the guts to come down here, I won't make things difficult for you. Just kneel on this ring and kowtow to me three times, and we'll call this matter over!" Gong Bo stood with his hands clasped behind his back, staring at the second-floor, floor-to-ceiling window with a domineering aura.
"You're supposed to be a man. If you're just going to hide behind Lord Hu like a spineless coward, I can take back everything I said."
His words hung in the air, and the surrounding hisses, jeers, and taunts were incessant.
"He has the nerve to provoke the Desert Silver Fox but no guts to fight for real? What a piece of trash!"
"You don't deserve to be called a man! Get out here and apologize immediately!"
"You're a total loser! I despise you!"
The onlookers, never ones to think the drama was too much, hurled insults that grew more vicious by the second, as if he had desecrated their ancestors' graves.
