"It's best if fewer people die in this conflict, after all, these are living beings, each with families behind them. If large-scale casualties occur, it will devastate hundreds or even thousands of families."
Huang Hu, being older, surprisingly has a compassionate perspective, a common ailment among the elderly.
Then he stepped forward with tiger-like strides, brimming with vigor, and stood before Ning Fan. Bowing with clasped fists, he said, "Mr. Ning, your reputation in Huaxia is immense, and you are the third young master of the Ning Family. I must see for myself what virtue and ability you possess that makes Ning Qiankun decide you as the successor to be the next Family Head."
"That sounds great!"
Ning Fan, fearless, assumed a position ready for both attack and defense, with his chin raised provocatively, "Elder Huang, show me what you've got. If I take one step back, I'm not the Ning Family's third young master."
"If I defeat you, will you spare the Nalan Family?"
