Suddenly, the tables rocked, wine cups toppled, and the roof tiles shook violently with a clattering crash.
The thunder splitting the sky was like the tremendous boom that burst from an enormous drum of Kui Ox hide when struck, roaring and resounding.
It shattered the clouds on every side and sent forest birds scattering in alarm...
And this mighty voice of heaven and earth, so familiar from days past.
When it reached his ears again today.
It somehow made his heart pound with dread...
Mi Hui instinctively shifted half a step back and looked at the man opposite him, uncertainty flickering in his eyes.
Only after a long while.
Did he seem to recover himself and demand in a low voice:
"You want to challenge those people from the great clans yourself? Junior Fellow Disciple, have you gone mad? Would you throw away your life for a moment's pride?!"
Mi Hui grew anxious despite himself. He hurriedly caught Chen Heng's sleeve, his pupils contracting, and began earnestly trying to dissuade him.
Yet however much he talked, until his mouth was dry and he had exhausted every argument he could muster.
Chen Heng's expression remained calm, showing little reaction.
"Senior Fellow Disciple Mi, even if I don't challenge them myself, will these people from the great clans spare me out of kindness and leave me a way out?"
Only after Mi Hui had finished.
Did Chen Heng raise his eyes and speak calmly:
"Either way, reconciliation is already difficult. A fight is unavoidable. Rather than let others dictate matters then, I might as well strike early and seize the initiative!"
"But... but you..."
Mi Hui had never witnessed anything like this and instinctively wanted to argue.
Yet when he opened his mouth, he stammered, unable to form a sentence.
He slowly