Looking at this self-important Master, Lu Bai suddenly laughed.
He stepped up to the Master. Standing so close, he even seemed to be looking down on him.
"You've been babbling on and on, and all it proves is that you can't fight at all, right?"
The Master's expression visibly stiffened. He had returned to his seat to project an air of calm confidence, as though he had nothing to fear. He hadn't expected Lu Bai to ignore all propriety and come this close to speak to him.
If he sat back down only to stand up again, it would look as if Lu Bai had frightened him, and his imposing presence would vanish.
But if he stayed seated and just tilted his head up to look at Lu Bai, that would be even more ridiculous.
The Master was caught between a rock and a hard place for a moment. In the end, he shifted his gaze to the plate in front of him, forcing himself not to look at Lu Bai as he struggled to preserve the last shred of his dignity.
"Nothing to say?"
Lu Bai looked down at the so-called Master, amused.
In truth, he had deliberately moved so close and adopted an unusually brazen tone to bait the other man into making the first move.
He'd said the Master couldn't fight at all, but the other man could easily twist someone's head off. That hardly meant he was incapable of fighting; at most, his strength was still up for debate.
And the Master clearly couldn't tolerate Lu Bai's attitude.
But the more brazen Lu Bai acted, the less the Master dared to attack recklessly.
The reason was that he had never seen a human this confident in the real world.
Either Lu Bai was a brainless hothead,