The stalwart Yang Hu immediately looked a bit ugly. He let out a long face and cried out after hearing it, "Ugh, how can you give me this thankless task, Cap'? If by any chance I go overboard and broke the spirit of… Young Master Tang, wouldn't it be a grave offense?"
"Spare me the chit chat and just do it lightly, alright?!" said Li Zaibiao unhappily. "It will be fine given your skill to control your strength."
Yang Hu rolled his eyes and murmured, "But fists and feet have no eyes, you know that! If I were to hurt Young Master Tang, you and idol will blame me."
Sitting on a chair, Tang Yunde was at a loss whether he had to cry or laugh. Then, he said aloud, "Hey, Yang Hu, don't worry and act like you always do! I won't flinch even if you make this kid vegetative as long as you got the ability. But of course, you'll lose face if you lose."
