Si Chu leisurely secured the wide cuffs of his robe, his eyebrows and eyes expressing indifference as he faced the soldier opposite him, who was brimming with hostility and eagerness to fight, yet he showed no sign of fear.
His physique could hardly be considered robust; in fact, set off by his voluminous robe, he appeared somewhat slight and frail.
However, the soldier facing him was tall and sturdy, bare-chested, with muscles exaggerated, almost to the point of caricature.
Below, quite a few soldiers were jeering, looking at Si Chu with contemptuous disregard.
"Niu Zi, take it easy when the match starts, don't injure the noble guest from Shengjing and risk the Garrison Commander holding you accountable!"
Someone mocked loudly from the crowd, prompting laughter from the others.
