Yun Mu felt that no matter how much he said, it wouldn't be of any use, it was better to have a cheerful fight so each could be more persuasive.
"You see, this guy can't outtalk us and now he wants to fight us," the man yelled loudly, as if it was a decisive matter.
Yun Mu's lips curved into a faint smile, "Sir, I think you misunderstood me entirely. The reason I suggested a fight was to prove to you that if health care requires good physical health, and I claim to be in good health—shouldn't we test it with a fight? If you could beat me, or if my body is stronger than yours, then my health care method is naturally far superior to yours, isn't it?"
"That makes a lot of sense."
"I think so too, besides, if it's really powerful, I wouldn't mind coming here."
Below, the chatter grew louder, and out of pride, the man could only say helplessly, "Then I'll make you regret it."
