Upon hearing Luo Xiu's words, the room fell silent instantly as all eyes converged on him.
"This Luo Xiu is really pushing his luck. He doesn't know when to quit!"
"President Guan was about to leave, and yet he..."
"Does he really think he's invincible just because he landed a few cheap shots on President Guan?"
"I bet President Guan only decided to back down because Elder Gui is here. Otherwise, how could he possibly win a two-on-one fight against both President Su and Elder Gui?"
"..."
Some of the Martial Association disciples began to whisper among themselves, their gossip as vicious as that of old whores in a brothel.
Cao Hong, who had been about to leave, stopped in his tracks. He turned slowly to face Luo Xiu, a strange, almost amused grin spreading across his face as anger got the better of him. "Country bumpkin, I guess I was being too nice to you, huh?"
Expressionless, Luo Xiu walked straight up to Cao Hong and, without a word, raised his hand to strike.
