Wude remained silent, thinking of the two tigresses at home, he shrank his neck.
"Cough cough, alright, enough joking around, I need to tell you, I am taking all of these people with me. You agree or must agree, there's no other choice."
He got serious, assuming a posture.
This time, there was no hint of humor, very serious.
"Do you really want to battle me? Wude, don't push me too far."
Meng Po's face was somewhat unpleasant.
She felt that letting Wude and one of the people go was already giving him considerable face.
The result was that he wanted to take everyone, which made her very dissatisfied.
To Meng Po, this was typical of giving face and not receiving it.
"I have changed since then, you are no match for me."
Wude shook his head, he was very relaxed, without any sense of pride, as if he was merely stating an extremely normal matter.
However, this attitude angered Meng Po.
