"So, you have your eyes set on my swordsmanship."
The black-clothed swordsman let out a cold laugh:
"I recognize you. You are Feng Zhengying, the sect leader of Lingxiao Sect.
"I heard you have a son, who hasn't quite lived up to expectations, and has formed a group, calling themselves the so-called Ling Xiao Four Masters.
"What a laughingstock.
"Today's affair originally had nothing to do with you.
"Moreover, I've never heard of any deep private bond between you and Senior Chu.
"But have you considered that by rashly interfering in this, your lifetime of fame might be ruined in an instant?"
"Quite the sharp tongue you have."
Feng Zhengying stroked his beard and laughed heartily:
"Don't mention all those trivial matters. I want to challenge you to a match. Yet, I wonder whether you dare?
"If you dare, just attack directly.
"If you don't dare, let's end today's matter here, and let this banquet proceed without disturbance.
