"Happy."
When Zhou Yu saw that the atmosphere inside the pavilion had become incredibly grave, that hostility was rising, and that they looked as if they were about to fight at any moment, he suddenly stood up outside the pavilion while swaying.
"I heard from One Emperor that you have a promise with him about half a year later."
Zhou Yu's swaying motions managed to quell the tense atmosphere inside the pavilion slightly.
One Emperor!
This name shocked both sides slightly, and the expressions of a few people changed at the same time.
Happy quickly recovered, and his voice returned to being calm. "It's a promise we made at Spirit Snake Island. At that time, he said that you couldn't withstand three slashes from him. Why did you mention him? Did One Emperor agree to join Class One Hall?"
Right after he finished speaking, Zhou Yu laughed loudly in a self-deprecating manner.