Situ Wen grew so furious that steam billowed from his seven apertures. He had waited here from last night till this morning, from this morning till noon, and then till afternoon, only to be paid back with a breach of promise!
He had gone to great lengths to lay down all sorts of lethal traps in Guanshan Market. Chen Shi arrived neither early nor late, running over the moment he packed up his death traps, only to taunt him about fleeing. It was truly, infuriatingly maddening.
"Chen Shi, you clearly said you'd come to fulfill our appointment at noon!"
Situ Wen cursed, "Which of us is the one breaking their word?"
Chen Shi stopped, gazing up at Situ Wen on the Pivot, and asked in confusion, "The noon I mentioned to you was tomorrow noon. When did I ever say today's noon? I even came early. If I hadn't seen you getting ready to leave, I wouldn't have come out."
Situ Wen flew into a rage, roaring, "Why didn't you say tomorrow afternoon? Why not noon on this day next year?"
Chen Shi turned to leave, saying, "I'll come again at noon on this day next year."
"Hold on!"
Situ Wen looked down from on high, extending a large hand. His expression softened, and his tone became as gentle as possible as he said, "Hold on, don't leave just yet. There's no time like the present; you don't need to wait until next year, nor do you need to wait for noon—let's do it right this very moment. You walked over a hundred miles to get here anyway, so running all the way back—wouldn't that be a waste of effort? Right here and now, I won't ambush you either. Let's fight fair and square. I'll beat you to death, avenge