"Good wine!"
Wu Li placed his cup on the table, looking at Li Xianwen with a smile that was not quite a smile.
Li Xianwen quickly realized his mistake and said with great formality as he cupped his hands: "We have been rude, please forgive us, Master Wu."
With that said, the others all stood up and cupped their hands towards Wu Li: "Please forgive us, Master Wu!"
Wu Li nodded his head. The other party had previously presented such a low stance and offered such a high level of respect, likely as a foundation for the present moment. After all, Uncle Jian had used a hidden weapon to attack unexpectedly, and even if it was not aimed at Wu Li's vital points, it was inevitable that it would cause dissatisfaction. Having performed the proper etiquette beforehand, Wu Li was now more likely to accept it.
"Who is this?"
Wu Li looked at Uncle Jian and asked. He did not show any anger.
