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Arrogant, unprecedented arrogance.
It wasn't the polite and cordial exchange between the Secret Martial Arts Worlds of the two nations that everyone had expected.
Instead, it was like needle-pointing confrontation, full of contradiction and conflict.
"Raving mad!"
"Boy, you've got guts! Didn't your elders teach you how to speak?"
For a moment, the welcoming team from the Eastern Martial World was in an uproar. Some of the younger ones were immediately enraged, looking as if they wanted to step forward and teach this disrespectful youth a lesson, planning to knock him down before talking.
"Boy? Elders?" The man suddenly burst into laughter. "I am fifty-seven years old this year, and I should be older than most of the people here. Is this how you speak to an elder?" His face suddenly changed, adopting a cold expression with an overwhelming sense of authority, "Arlington, Arlington Ludwig, remember my name well."
