Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged, "Do you think, old man would be so easily disturbed by the words of a young upstart like you?"
"Whether your mind gets disturbed or not, I don't know."
Yang Ge shook his head, his tone one of regret, "What I do know is that if you lose, not only will you die, your son will die too!"
Wang Lin's face finally changed, turning so dark it seemed water could be wrung from it, "Have the young ones of today no respect for the rules of the jianghu anymore?"
Yang Ge looked at him seriously and said, "The rules of the jianghu are meant for those who follow the rules and for our own people... By appearing here, are you abiding by the rules, or are you one of our own?"
