Xu Wuyi raised an eyebrow slightly.
Shao Yu continued, his tone flat but leaving no room for argument. "In my life, I only spar with those stronger than me. I have no interest in wasting time on anyone weaker.
"You are twenty-three this year, a Quasi-Grandmaster. I've seen some of your battle records. But a record is just a record; the person is the person. I don't know what you're truly capable of, so I have to test the waters first.
"Win, and you can stay at the Sword Listening Hut and spar for as many days as you like. Lose, and please leave today. Turn left on your way out. I won't see you off."
Xu Wuyi fell silent for a few seconds. The words were blunt, even a bit grating.
