Zhou Chengyan originally thought that a short conversation wouldn't be enough, but a night's worth should do the trick.
However, when Lu Nanchen heard these words, they seemed to take on an entirely different meaning.
He loosened and tightened his grip on the bat multiple times, before quickly striding over to Zhou Chengyan. With one hand, he seized him by the collar and dragged him down to the first floor, hurling him to the side so violently that several tables and chairs were toppled over.
Lu Nanchen raised his bat and swung it, only to have it caught in Zhou Chengyan's palm.
"The summer heat getting to you?" Zhou Chengyan looked up at Lu Nanchen, his palm searing from the impact of the bat. The redness spread invisibly across his palm.
Lu Nanchen couldn't be bothered to waste words on him. The two men looked at each other - one standing, one crouching.
They stood off that way for a while.
Then Lu Nanchen kicked Zhou Chengyan's upper body, causing him to stagger.
