"A joke? Fine, we'll say you're joking. But old man, don't you think you owe me some kind of explanation!?" Chen Fei took a deep breath, the Spiritual Energy within him seething like a volcano on the verge of erupting.
"Some kind of explanation? What a joke!" At these words, Elder Xiao's brows furrowed slightly as he said indifferently, "Given my age, I'm old enough to be your great-grandfather. Can't I have a little joke with you? Young man, that attitude of yours won't do."
Hearing this, Chen Fei let out a laugh that was thick with anger. "That's an interesting way to put it," he said coolly. "So, your idea of a joke is pulling a gun?"
"And what if it is?" Elder Xiao's expression turned stern. He retorted coldly, "With your level of strength, even live rounds are nothing more than toys to you. So why can't this be considered a joke? Or are you deliberately trying to provoke the Xiao Family and make an enemy of us?"
