"Brat, you think you can take me on at the gambling table with that skimpy wallet?"
Tsunade looked at the dozen or so gleaming gold bars on the table and couldn't help swallowing. But as one of the legendary Sannin, how could she show weakness in front of a teenage brat? She folded her arms, deliberately thrust out her impressive assets, and retorted in a condescending, contemptuous tone.
"A skimpy wallet?" Shengu Xuan sounded as though he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He picked up a gold bar, casually tossed it in his hand, then pointed at Tsunade's empty pockets. "Still a lot better than some old hag who's lost so much she has to borrow money for food and can only stand here throwing a useless tantrum, right? What, can't tear yourself away at the sight of money? Want me to give you a little charity so you can buy a steamed bun to fill your stomach?"
"Who are you calling an old hag?!" A vein bulged violently on Tsunade's forehead. She hated people bringing up her age more than anything. She slammed a palm onto the gambling table, and visible cracks instantly spread across the hard, solid wood. "You little punk, didn't your family teach you to respect your elders and care for the young? Believe me, I'll punch your head straight into your stomach!"
"Lady Tsunade! Calm down! Please, calm down! This is a casino-you can't fight here!" Scared out of her wits, Shizune hurriedly clung to Tsunade's arm. She knew just how terrifying Tsunade's monstrous strength was. One punch, and this brat who didn't know his own limits would definitely become a puddle of minced meat.
"Big Brother Shengu! Why did you have to provoke her? The Pervy Sage said she's really scary!"