Qiu Mubai stared coldly at Hu Xiaotian. "Hu Xiaotian, what do you mean by that?" He had addressed Hu Xiaotian by name, a clear sign that he was truly angry.
Hu Xiaotian grinned cheekily. "Nothing in particular. I simply admire your magnanimity, Young Master Qiu. To let go of such a bitter grudge makes you a model for us all. I certainly couldn't do it myself. My admiration, truly!" As he spoke, he cupped his hands toward Qiu Mubai.
Qiu Mubai's lungs nearly burst with rage. "Hu Xiaotian, insulting me is one thing, but how dare you insult the founding master of our Sword Palace!"
Hu Xiaotian looked utterly innocent. "When did I ever insult the Sword Palace's founding master? It all happened so long ago. Have you still not let go of that old hatred, Young Master Qiu? Or are you still thinking of avenging him?"
Qiu Mubai had never expected Hu Xiaotian to have such a sharp tongue. In verbal sparring, Hu Xiaotian had long since reached the grandmaster level. Qiu Mubai was so furious that he stood tongue-tied, unable to think of a reply.
Hu Xiaotian smiled. "It seems you've forgotten, Young Master Qiu!"
"When have I ever forgotten!" Qiu Mubai roared. The shout came from the depths of his heart and set the entire banquet hall ringing.
Everyone around them wore peculiar expressions. Li Chenzhou sighed inwardly. Qiu Mubai was young, after all, and had walked straight into Hu Xiaotian's trap. This Hu Xiaotian was truly as cunning as a devil.
Hu Xiaotian smiled. "So you haven't forgotten, Young Master Qiu! That means you've been thinking all along about avenging your founding master!"
The entire gathering was startled by those words. Xue Daohong silently cursed Hu Xiaotian's viciousness. With just a few simple remarks, he had