He Wannian strode in, and upon seeing Yang Zhentian, he quickly bent over in a bow, "General Yang, greetings."
"I know what you've come here for today, and let me tell you, this matter ends here. If you're not satisfied, have that old man Qi find me. But if I find out that your Martial Artist Association is playing dirty tricks behind the scenes, I won't let you off easily," Yang Zhentian nodded and then spoke up.
He Wannian was startled; he hadn't even spoken yet, and Old Yang had already said such a lot. It seemed the events before had come to his knowledge, so he could only reply with a wry smile, "Old Yang, you've misunderstood. I, He Wannian, may be a simple man, but I'm no fool. I came here firstly to apologize to that gentleman, and secondly to make his acquaintance."
"Really?" Yang Zhentian looked at He Wannian with a doubtful face and said.
