Even a simple meal could result in a conflict and cursing in a tavern, and the cursing was done blatantly to their faces, suggesting those two brocade-clad men clearly didn't seem to be the intellectual types.
However, the fact that the other party could wear brocade robes in Capital City, and have martial artists following them — the five individuals that Liu Zhuang took down in just a few moves weren't just street hooligans; they were all third-rate figures of Jianghu.
Even if they were only considered third-rate, the mere ability to have martial artists serve as guards was not something ordinary people could compare to.
Moreover, drinking in the Lion Pavilion, the best tavern in Capital City, one couldn't help but think in that direction.
"In that case, it is indeed appropriate,"
Hearing what Li Ming said, Zhao Xiu wore a smile, "Today, we indeed have to congratulate the hall master for stumbling upon such a joyous occasion."
