"You're mistaken—what I mean is... I only need one move to handle you," Ye Wudao said, sneering.
"Hahaha... Has this kid lost his mind?"
"Right? I thought he was something when he was so composed earlier, but he turns out to be a fool."
"What did he just say? He claimed he could defeat Old Master Zhong with only one move."
The members of the Zhong Family in the hall, as if they had heard some joke, all burst into laughter and uttered taunting words at Ye Wudao.
Only Zhong Lingxuan's brow was tightly furrowed, her expression tense. She wanted to stop the situation from escalating, but her grandfather was already provoked by Ye Wudao and wouldn't listen to her at all, leaving her at a loss on what to do. She hurriedly ran to Zhong Tianyi and said, "Brother, brother, quick... stop this, Grandfather... Grandfather is not his match."
"What are you saying? Are you out of your mind? You're a member of our Zhong Family, how can you speak for that boy?"
