"Words are empty without evidence, seeing is believing."
"Let that Wei Qing, Tuoba Zhiyin, and those outstanding young people from the Royal Family challenge Shen Xinglan to a fight. Whoever wins is the first in the Star Sky, and whoever loses is..."
"Star Sky's dead man."
Thinking of this, Tang Fei's heart surged with excitement, almost wishing he could pay for a "King's Cup" tournament.
Unexpectedly, the wine gourd man just wouldn't take the bait, he sneered repeatedly, saying, "I don't even know them, why should I have them go pick a fight with Shen Xinglan?"
"You don't know them and yet you call them the first in Star Sky?"
"Oh? So you're allowed to boast that Shen Xinglan is the first in Star Sky, but I can't boast about others being the first? Does your family have a monopoly on that title?"
Tang Fei stared wide-eyed at the wine gourd man, feeling a sense of déjà vu.
Little Fatty looked up at Tang Fei and said, "Brother, his way of speaking is similar to yours..."
