"You're just taking advantage of your age," Gu Yu said coldly, glancing at the elderly man with disdain, "Really, if it comes to cursing, it's not certain who would win."
"You little brat, do you think you have the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard?" The elderly man, incensed by Gu Yu's words, blustered with his beard puffing out, "I've lived so many years and never lost a cursing match. Come on, let's have it! I want to see how you can curse me!! I'm telling you, if you can't out-curse me today, I'll curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!"
Gu Yu frowned and said to the old man, "The bus is too crowded; if you're so capable, let's get off and curse there!!"
"Get off and curse? I'm not afraid of you!" The old man stood with his arms akimbo and yelled at the bus driver, "Stop the bus!!"
The driver immediately pressed down on the brake, bringing the bus to a steady stop at the roadside.
