A conflict that might have occurred.
It seemed that a few words had resolved the crisis, and in the end, they shook hands and made peace.
The old man left first.
From beginning to end, neither side exchanged names.
Clearly, neither had any intention of forming a close relationship.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for saving my life." Lu Tianxiong cupped his fists and bowed deeply, saying gratefully, "If not for you, Mr. Jiang, I'm afraid I would have lost my life here today."
"It's nothing."
"It was just a convenient thing to do."
Jiang Qiao said indifferently, "He attacked me before. Even without you, once I found out, I would have come to demand an explanation."
Normally speaking.
He definitely couldn't afford to uphold the virtue of respecting the elderly today. He had to beat this old man to death.
Who would have thought that the old man's attitude would be decent?
He had taken the initiative to apologize.
And now he had provided a clue about the Dragon Tiger Daoist.
His killing intent had consequently faded.
The old man knew how to read the situation.
If he insisted on killing the old man, it wouldn't be particularly difficult, but it would feel as though Ninggu City were freeloading off his combat strength.
Of course.
If the old man's show of weakness was merely a delaying tactic.
And he went outside only to ambush him with three hundred swordsmen and axemen, intending to hack him into a pile of minced meat... then of course he would also beat the old man and his accomplices into meat paste.
It was just that the possibility wasn't very high.
"What are you planning to do now?" Jiang Qiao glanced at Lu Tianxiong. "This old bastard is quite strong. If all his companions are