Wang Qijue and Zuo Feng hurriedly rose to their feet and apologized. Then they rushed off in separate directions to arrange the banquet.
As they left, the three exchanged telepathic messages, all cursing Xu for taking advantage of the situation and pushing his luck.
In their eyes, Xu Yi's request was nothing but an outright show of power.
Was Lei Qianxiao's food not good enough? No. Xu Yi simply wanted to watch all three of them lose face at once and bow before him.
At this point, Wang Qijue and Zuo Feng felt the same as Lei Qianxiao. Things had already gone this far; there was no point in holding out any longer.
Soon, the banquet Wang Qijue and Zuo Feng had arranged was laid out.
The already impressive dining table had been extended until it stretched almost the entire length of the spacious Sprout Hall, from east to west.
Xu Yi rose to his feet and said with a smile, "Now that's more like it. To be frank, I already know why the three of you came to see me. We're all clear-eyed people; pretending not to understand would be pointless. By rights, I shouldn't help with this. But since we all live in the same city, if I knock the three of you down, someone else will take your place. Wouldn't all my hard work have been for nothing? Besides, I've already received word from above telling me to maintain good relations. Clearly, the upper ranks of the four sects have already been in touch. For the sake of those above..."
As Xu Yi spoke, he picked up his chopsticks and strolled about, eating as he went, completely at ease.
As Xu Yi's attitude became clearer, the smiles on the three men's faces grew broader. Lei Qianxiao was