"My respects, Fifth Master. Greetings, everyone..."
Zhao Jinze cupped his fist in his hand and greeted everyone.
"Well now, Zeng the Sixth, Principal Zhao... we're all familiar faces here. Fifth Master, what's with the big production?"
The limping man beside Zhao Jinze scanned the crowd with a smile and spoke up.
"Limp Zhang, if you're here to be a mediator, then act like one. You don't even know what's going on, yet you're so eager to jump in."
Scarface shot a cold look at Limp Zhang, who had just spoken.
"Listen to yourself. It was just kids roughhousing..."
Limp Zhang said, still smiling.
"Roughhousing? His son nearly destroyed Fifth Master's grandson's Dantian!"
Scarface said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Limp Zhang's expression changed slightly. This was no simple scuffle.
But since he had come to mediate, he couldn't back down now.
He immediately smiled and said, "What's done is done. Fifth Master, you are a magnanimous man. Please give Jinze a chance to apologize."
