Bi Ren carefully looked down at his clothes and said, "This outfit of mine is expensive."
Xue Wanren was furious: "Bi Ren, you bastard, get up here and meet your doom quickly!"
The thing Bi Ren hated the most was being called a "bastard," but he couldn't really avoid it. He said angrily, "I'll kill you!"
The two of them clashed together with loud sounds.
In the stands.
Seated next to Bi Changhong was Xue Fuxiao.
He wore a dark expression and said, "Vice Sect Master Bi, your descendant doesn't have a good mouth."
Bi Changhong said calmly, "How is it you folks can rant, but our family cannot?"
Xue Fuxiao was enraged, "The younger one is a bastard, didn't expect the older one to be one too."
Bi Changhong said indifferently, "It sounds better than being the ancestor of King Shi."
Xue Fuxiao's face was as dark as coal: "Are you looking for a fight?"
"I'm not afraid to fight you," Bi Changhong said disdainfully, "Who are you putting on this act for?"
