Cui Xi's saliva almost landed on Jin Mingge's face. They were all young people. No one could stand such public provocation and humiliation.
Jin Mingge suddenly exploded. "Alright, Cui, I'll fight!"
"Good, someone finally man up. Alright, come on!" Cui Xi retracted his staff slightly and waited for Jin Mingge to fight.
Jin Mingge was not in a hurry to fight. Instead, he looked at Xu Tui. "After this battle, regardless of the outcome, will the grudge be written off?" Jin Mingge was speaking to Cui Xi, but he was looking at Xu Tui.
"Of course! Regardless of the outcome, the grudge will be written off! You don't have to look at Xu Tui. I'll make the decision!" Cui Xi shouted.
However, Jin Mingge did not dare to speak even though Xu Tui did not. What if he defeated Cui Xi again, and Xu Tui gave him a flying sword and cut off his arm? He was scared to death!
"Brother Cui's words are my thoughts," Xu Tui said.