"So, you're saying you don't even regard me?" Wan Fagui said coldly.
Tangyu laughed, "Regard you? Who do you think you are? Are we well-acquainted? Or should I say—do I even know you? Or perhaps you're a great beauty? See, you're none of these, so why should I regard you? Unless you plan to become a speck of eye dirt in my eye?"
"Insolent, Tangyu, watch your mouth."
"What audacity, daring to speak to Brother Gui like that, are you courting death? Don't think just because the Sect Master Immortal summoned you, we won't dare do anything to you."
