Jiang Qiao found it rather strange. This manner and way of speaking didn't seem like his son Jiang Yue at all. There was no reason for him to choose to go head-to-head with these rough-and-tumble Jianghu men.
Could the boy have some deeper purpose? A moment later, Jiang Qiao seemed to realize something. Jiang Yue was deliberately making a scene, hoping to draw more people over to watch.
Perhaps his own father was lying low nearby? Other people might not recognize the Sword Pill on his son's chest, but the old man certainly would.
That was the only explanation. Otherwise, given Jiang Yue's personality, he would never do something so absurd, as if he were afraid the situation wouldn't get out of hand.
At this point, even without Old Shi egging him on, Copper Box had already been backed into a corner. If he didn't do something, how could he ever show his face again?
Copper Box had been shoved onto a fire and had no way down.
He wasn't like Old Shi. Old Shi was already down on his luck, practically a destitute nobody. Losing a little face would only make things slightly worse, and he was already doing badly enough.
But Copper Box was, just as Old Shi had said, someone with a reputation. He had a name to uphold. If a few Mushroom People humiliated him, he'd be ruining his own reputation.
He'd built that reputation painstakingly, every step accompanied by bloodshed and chaos. It hadn't been easy. But destroying it could happen in an instant.
The other side clearly wasn't full of witless fools. They weren't taking the bait or falling for his challenge to fight on the ring.
What kind of brainless Mushroom Person would agree to step onto the ring and fight him?
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