Zhao Jianfeng had meant well, but he hadn't expected Master Hong to respond like that.
He hastily explained, "Master Hong, you've misunderstood. I meant that Zhou Yu is quite skilled, and since you're both martial artists, you could benefit from discussing and exchanging views."
Master Hong wore a look of disdain.
"Me, engage in dialogue with him? That would be a pure waste of time."
At that moment, Zhou Yu spoke up as well.
"Indeed, there's no need for us to interact."
Seeing the situation deteriorate, Zhao Jianfeng was visibly embarrassed; he had not anticipated Master Hong's arrogance or his refusal to even offer the least bit of face.
Just as he was thinking about how to defuse the awkwardness, Zhou Yu suddenly turned his attention to outside the courtyard.
He could sense a chilling intent to kill emerging around them.
"Someone's coming!"
Zhou Yu's words immediately caught everyone's attention.
Master Hong also turned to look outside the courtyard.
