Seeing Li Huowang dining in the hall, Top Scholar Lv instinctively shrank a head shorter and naturally plastered a flattering smile on his face.
"Taoist Master, please don't laugh. That wasn't an argument. It was just disciples of the Pear Garden debating over opera, haha, live and learn, right?"
The corners of Li Huowang's mouth lifted slightly, "How did it go? Arguing with those locals didn't give you a hard time, did it?"
At that moment, Top Scholar Lv had a belly full of joy with nowhere to share it, and as soon as Li Huowang struck up a conversation, he rolled up his sleeves, lifted his right foot onto the stool and immediately began to brag nonstop.
"Taoist Master, as you know, when it comes to singing opera, I've sung for more than thirty years. Could I be intimidated by a few lads in their twenties?"
