"Mr. Zhang, don't be so tense. I've already told you over the phone that we're decent people, not some hooligans like Liu Biao."
Upon hearing this, Newton was the first to voice his dissatisfaction.
"You have the nerve to say that? If you're so decent, then why block my store and prevent me from doing business?"
Zhao Wuji acted as if he hadn't heard, completely ignoring Newton's words.
"If you were willing to join us, then your issue with Liu Biao would just be an internal dispute. But since you're not willing to join, that means you're bullying the Qigong Masters Association."
"If we do nothing, what will the younger disciples in the association think? They'll think we're incompetent fools. And people outside will start to believe that our Qigong Masters Association is just a paper tiger."
"So, one way or another, we have to get our face back. Therefore, I formally invite you to have a friendly exchange with our Qigong Masters Association."
