Murong Qing chuckled smugly, a self-satisfied expression appearing on his face. Clearly, Huangfu Long's words had been very much to his liking.
"Old bastard, that's enough. Someone praises you once and you start getting carried away. Don't you know your own limits? You'll be lucky if you don't end up running away with your tail between your legs!"
Nan Gong Wuwei shot Murong Qing a sidelong glance. The expression on that old fool's face was just begging for a beating. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought the old bastard was some kind of unbeatable powerhouse.
"Heh, you've really got my temper up now. Old Nan Gong, I've put up with you for a long time. Don't run off later. If I don't beat you flat today, you won't know why flowers are so damn red!"
Murong Qing's eyes widened like bronze bells, as though blazing fire burned within them.
"Hehe... You think I'm afraid of you? Don't hold back, then. I'm waiting for you to beat me flat. Whoever runs later is a grandson!"
Nan Gong Wuwei immediately answered with a disdainful sneer.
"I fucking..."
Watching the two old men act like elementary school kids arranging a fight, everyone present could not help but laugh. The heaviness and helplessness in their hearts had unknowingly dissipated by more than half.
"Elders, please stop for now. We're not done talking yet!"
However, seeing the two of them getting more and more ridiculous, Qin Wangyan helplessly hurried to stop them. Only then did the two men, who had been trading barbs, come to their senses. They each snorted coldly and turned their heads away from one another.
"Hehe..."
Seeing this, Huangfu Long once again wore a mischievous smile, clearly enjoying the spectacle.
"Behave yourself, kid. Wasn't this all your doing?"
Qin