In the quaint and antique room.
Ten Centurions sat around, eating and drinking with laughter and conversation.
"Come, come, come, everyone eat as much as you like, drink as much as you like, there's plenty of food, and plenty of wine!" Centurion Zhou Xintong held up his wine bowl and laughed heartily.
"What we did today... isn't it a bit unprincipled?" Centurion Feng Xiaojin frowned and said, "Gao Fei is a Chiliarch, nominally our superior. He invited us to dinner... we didn't go, he'll definitely hold a grudge against us."
"Let him hold a grudge, who's afraid of him?" Zhou Xintong snorted, "Just a Golden Core Stage Second Layer of cultivation, and he wants to suppress us? Dream on!"
"In terms of cultivation, I'm stronger than Gao Fei, why should I listen to him?"
"He can roll back to wherever he came from!"
"What nonsense!"
"If he wants me to submit, he needs to show some real skill."
"A single banquet to buy us over? As if it's that easy!"
"Let him go play with eggs."
