"Young Prince, please let me handle this. This little brat has a sharp tongue. You can't handle him," an old man said, his voice loud enough for everyone to hear. He then gazed at Yang Lujia, his eyes very penetrative. "Don't you think you owe an apology to our Young Prince? No one can just try to smudge the reputation of our Young Prince like that!"
"Old man, if you really want to garner respect, what should you do to others to earn that?" Instead of asking for an apology, Yang Lujia asked the old man. "Do you respect those who disrespect you? It was probably only because of your status that you were able to say this to me straightly. Being at the peak of Saint Emperor Realm muddled your head a bit, old man. That's not something impressive."
The old man was speechless by Yang Lujia's reply. When he was about to move in anger, someone stopped him from doing so. Seeing this, Yang Lujia only grinned and proceeded to enter the restaurant with Yang Fei and Sheng Ao.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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