Lu Yurong furrowed her brows as she looked around.
Nearly a hundred martial artists surrounded the gazebo with knives and swords in hand. They stood in a tight formation. Some glared at Chu Li menacingly while others stared at Lu Yurong with indecent thoughts in mind.
Her expression, however, remained unchanged. After sweeping a glance at them, she continued to look at Chu Li.
Chu Li likewise remained calm. He smiled at Lu Yurong as he raised his cup before taking a gentle sip from it.
Finally, Lu Yurong heaved a sigh and remarked, "Sir Du Feng, it's a pity that we cannot chat in peace any further."
Chu Li shook his head while smiling. "No matter. In that case, let us part ways for now - I shall take my leave now, farewell!"
