Watching the dark muzzle of the gun pointed right at him, Tang Yi smiled slightly, his face showing no hint of fear, maintaining a calm composure.
Instead, it was the surrounding VIPs who had never anticipated that Miyamoto Jiro, who had come for a duel, would actually have a gun hidden on him. After their initial shock, they began to speak out threateningly.
"People from Shui Country really have no shame, pulling out a gun when they can't beat someone!"
"People from Shui Country, if you dare to fire that gun, I guarantee you won't make it out of Shanghai!"
"People from Shui Country are truly shameless. To come to a duel armed with a gun, how utterly disgraceful!"
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Unmoved by the intimidating and threatening words around him, Miyamoto Jiro kept his eyes firmly on Tang Yi, his pig-like face breaking into a sinister grin; speaking in broken Chinese, he taunted, "You brat, if you are so powerful, hit me again if you dare!"
