At the top floor of the tavern, everyone burst into laughter; Li Qingming's words were indeed brilliantly crafted, cunningly insulting them indirectly as dogs.
Man Niu was no fool either, he touched his head and broke into a wide grin, laughing heartily: "True! Why should I bother arguing with a bunch of beasts!"
With his naturally charming and simple appearance, coupled with that perfectly timed silly laughter, Man Niu was construed as the perfect fool in everyone's eyes.
"Courting death!" The young man in yellow snorted coldly, his eyes sharp as a sword, shooting towards them.
His tablemates also glimmered with sharpness in their eyes. The muscular man with three eyes revealed a mocking smile, while the others remained cold, watching Li Qingming and his group intently with undisguised murderous intent which immediately tensed and chilled the atmosphere.
Man Niu grinned innocently, turned his head towards the young man in yellow and said, "I'm courting death, so bite me!"
