I have to admit, Gu Zhi really possessed a knack for turning a glib tongue into blooming lotus flowers. In the brief time the three of them walked into the immortal cave, he had already managed to strike up a very fluent conversation with the burly man.
The burly man was named Guan Zheng. When asked about his sect, however, he replied, "A defeated general dares not bring disgrace to his master's gate."
Gu Zhi did not mind it at all and smiled, "Brother Guan, it is not that I am being boastful, but here in the Northern Wilderness, what Brother Jiu Yan did is the most normal thing in the world. Elsewhere is probably much the same. Hehe, this is the 'way of the world', it's just that you, brother, take things too seriously..."
"I understand, I understand. In all things, reason always prevails, but beneath the heavens, this 'reason' cannot all be written the same way, can it?"
"Besides, I see that Brother Jiu Yan is also quite reasonable. Here in the Northern Wilderness, it is rare to see someone willing to spit out a treasure once they've swallowed it! At least I couldn't do it. I suppose it's also because Brother Jiu Yan just arrived."
His speech was not entirely smooth and without sharp edges, but his banter naturally carried a humorous tone. Although Guan Zheng had a fiery temper, his sharpness had first been blunted by Jiu Yan, and then his weak points were seized upon by the other. For a moment he could not vent his anger, and gradually his rage was ground down to nothing. Not seeing eye to eye and unable to talk circles around Gu Zhi, in the end he could only grunt, which instead let the awkwardness steadily pile up.
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