Guan Feibai's personality was cold and ruthless, yet also explosively fierce. There was no way he could suffer Tang Thirty-Six’s response, so he coldly yelled back, "This piece of trash that only knows to spend his family's money actually dares to criticize the matters of my Mount Li!"
Tang Thirty-Six teased, "My family just has that much money, and it's none of your goddamn business. In addition, last year, I only needed three days to buy up Clear Lake Restaurant. Do I also have to tell you about it?"
Guan Feibai coldly snorted, then said, "Then as for the matters between my Mount Li Sword Sect and that wolf youth, isn't that also none of your goddamn business? If you really have so much free time on your hands, why don't you hurry up and learn a few more sword techniques, or why else would the sole grandson of the magnificent Tang clan not even be able to enter the Proclamation of Golden Distinction?"
