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"What did you just say?" Hearing the words of the young man in the green robe, another youth at a different table angrily slapped the table and stood up.
He frowned fiercely, coldly staring at the green-robed young man.
"Forget it, Brother Dan Yang," the woman beside him tugged at the youth's sleeve, quietly trying to calm him.
"How can we forget this," Dan Yang spoke indifferently.
"This is not only about Brother Dan Qing's honor.
It's also an insult to the face of our Dan Family sub-clan in Flying Cloud City."
"What? You think your scrappy bunch deserves face?" the green-robed youth drank a small cup of wine, speaking indifferently.
"Aren't you being a bit too rude?" Dan Qing, who was sitting nearby, also slowly rose to his feet, speaking unhappily.
"The offspring of your branch family are just so-so," the green-robed youth said, shaking his head and smiling.
"Since you're so amazing, how come I've never heard of you before?" Dan Yang spoke with scorn.
