"Isn't this too much? Do they really think we've been idle all these years?"
"Now you say these things, why didn't you say them earlier? You're always wise after the event!"
"No, what are you talking about? Are you looking for a fight? Don't think just because I've cultivated my nature for years, I don't know how to wield a blade!"
"Come on, who's afraid of whom? Whoever backs down today is a dog!"
...
Who would have thought, two old men together almost totaling two hundred years, quarrel like those young hotheads.
Elder Gong wondered what Xuanyuan Yao really wanted to do, but there was no peace at his ears.
"Shut up!"
The two were arguing fiercely just now and seemed about to come to blows, but with these words from Elder Gong, they immediately backed down.
What else could they do? Really start a fight in the meeting room?
They wiped the non-existent thin sweat from their foreheads.
The others also sat down again, and someone glanced toward the door.
