The spring breeze stirred, casting a shimmering light across the river's surface.
"Heh..." Gu Shuheng chuckled and turned to the driver in the van. "Did you hear that? This guy just said he's going to kill me."
"Young Master, he did indeed say that," the driver nodded, a playful smile on his face.
"How amusing!" Gu Shuheng shook his head and motioned for the driver to pass him his sword. Holding it in one hand, he said with a mirthless smile, "A nobody from who knows where not only refuses to come over and greet me properly but actually thinks he can fight me? This mundane world is truly full of self-righteous, ignorant trash."
As soon as he finished, the driver burst out laughing and volunteered with an air of invincibility, "A subordinate like me can handle trash from the mundane world. There's no need for you to act personally, Young Master." He was confident he could finish the man in three moves.
