Lu Chengwen laughed heartily and raised his glass. "Today's joyous feast is cause for celebration. Let us all share a drink!"
The old ancestor smiled. "Lu Chengwen, what were you shouting just now? Who was high? Who was hard? Tell everyone."
Lu Chengwen said, "Rat Head is the leader of Sky Net, and everyone has witnessed his strength. Yet he lost three straight rounds at the Jiang Family!"
"In the first round, Uncle Jiang used orthodox martial arts to crush his arrogant swagger and teach him that there was always someone stronger, always a higher sky! Everyone saw Uncle Jiang's strength firsthand; he was evenly matched with that rat. But based on my years of martial arts experience, if they had gone another thirty exchanges, Rat Head would definitely have lost! As the saying goes: Blood dyed the battle robe red through the armor; at the banquet, who dared contend? Since ancient times, those who charged the fray to aid their lord—only... Bozheng left an enduring name!"
"Good!"
The crowd responded one after another, all voicing their agreement.
"In the second round, my Martial Uncle threw him into total disarray with absolute strength. He wielded a set of Deplorable Twin Blades with dazzling brilliance, beating him until he pissed himself and nearly broke down!"
"In the third round, Senior Dabai merely showed a fraction of his skill. Rat Head knew he was no match and fled with his tail between his legs! How valiant, Senior Dabai! How handsome, Senior Dabai! How fucking awesome, Senior Dabai!"
Li Dabai nodded and pointed at Lu Chengwen as he said to the main table, "He gets me."
Zhao Ritian leaned over. "Didn't Rat Head only escape because he cut a hole in the Jiang Family's Great Array..."
Lu Chengwen shoved him away. "Shut up!"