After lunch, Gu Tao led Xiuling, who brought a dozen young people, to meet the waiting Shi Luode. When Shi Luode saw the people before him, his face turned green with anger. He realized that Gu Tao had come solely to make trouble.
Not to mention the intimidation he demonstrated yesterday, but what kind of people had he brought today? Thirteen of them!
Thirteen! Wasn't this a blatant slap in the face? On their side, they adhered to the number of twelve disciples, yet the other side insisted on thirteen. What did this mean? Where was the friendship they agreed upon? The preferential treatment? The cooperation? The supposed allies were utterly astonished; this was not and should not have been acceptable.
"Mr. Gu, what is the meaning of this?"
The tone of Shi Luode's voice was very stiff. He felt that with such a distant tone, Gu Tao should be able to sense his unhappiness.
