"Will you really not change your mind?" He noticed the hooded man looked at him intently.
"Chang my mind about what, exactly? About that bastard Mo Lin Tian? About Li Cang Xu? About drinking wine early in the day? About how women from prestigious background are all the same? About the many rumors around? Tell me, change my mind about what exactly? Oh, I know now, is it because of me and my brother over here talked dirty about those two women of the nine great sects?" The smaller man said before turning around and looked at the hooded man straight in the eyes. He was getting angry from this man picking a fight with him even though he has decided to end things there and walk away.
"..." The hooded man said nothing as the smaller man walked towards him, their distance less than 20 centimeters. He met the smaller man's eyes with his own.
The smaller man got an idea what this was all about. "I see how it is, you must be those stupid guys who spent their days chasing the woman of their dreams, correct? Who is it? Is it Meng Yun or Yao Ming? I've seen people like you, daydreaming about women while you yourself are not doing sh*t. Going around beating people who think differently about your goddess to show how devoted you are, is that correct?"
"..."
Seeing the man before him kept his silence, the smaller man thought he has hit the nail in the coffin, so he continued:
"Aiy, what has the world come to? People like you actually exist. By the looks of it, your age should be around their fathers and yet you're still lusting after women the age of your daughter? This is too funny, too funny hahaha!" The smaller man laughed heartily with one hand holding his stomach while the other slapped his own thigh.
The crowd that walked away earlier upon noticed the sounds turned back to take a look. Some shook their heads and went back to their seats while some decided to stay and watch the show.
"..." The hooded man stood still like a statue and continued to look at the man before him with eyes filled with disdain and rage, a bit of killing intent, even.
The smaller man continued to laugh for a good minute before standing straight and looking at the hooded man straight in the eyes again. His face full of laughter from before was nowhere to be seen. Instead, it was full of disdain, anger and killing intent towards the man before him.
"Do I look that easy? That easy for the likes of you to pick on?" The smaller man said, his eyes glowing bright red.
"Apologize." Said the hooded man.
"What?" Replied the smaller man, his eyes turning back to the same they once were.
"Apologize to the women for what you've said about them and I'll spare your life." Explained the hooded man, his right hand on top of the smaller man's shoulder again.
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"Is that a threat?" The smaller man said, his eyes turning bright red than before even people from the crowd could see it.
"Apologize." The hooded man said before exerted strength from his right hand, causing his aura to erupted with a few cracking sounds at the same time.
"!!!"
"Rank four peak stage!!?"
"There is actually a rank four peak stage expert in this rural area!"
At once, the crowd were alarmed and everyone took a few steps back, some even ran out of the inn due to fear of getting caught up in the fight.
The smaller man's eyes turned sharp. He felt that his clavicle and acromion bones just broke into pieces while his scapula cracked a little.
However, the smaller man still stood strong while maintaining eye contact with the hooded man. With a 'hmp!' he created a semicircular red mist that enveloped his body and pushed the hooded man's hand away from his shoulder.
The crowd grasped in shock.
"R-ra-rank five peak stage!!?"
"Another rank five peak stage expert!?"
Many in the crowd retreated in fear while many stood there watching with interest.
'Battle between rank five peak stage are rare, people like us could not even dream of reaching their level for our entire life.'
'Even if I'm just a rank three early stage and wasn't qualified to intervene in the fight, just watching might give me many insights. I cannot pass this chance!'
'Two rank five peak stage, what are they doing here in this area? Have they got clues to the inheritance? It can't be, I have to report this to the higher-ups!'
Many people in the crowd have their own thoughts and opinions about what's happening, but most of them stayed to watch in hope of getting experience and observing the situation.
"Merely a rank five peak stage dares to attack me?" The smaller man spoke disdainfully. However, his eyes betrayed his words as he had his guard up. The words earlier were only probings.
The taller man had his hooded flipped back from the shock wave, revealing his face full of wrinkles, his hair combed neatly to the back of his head with the help of special oil to keep them in shape.
Some people in the crowd had surprised looks on their faces while the rest were amazed. When looking at the taller man's face, the first word that came to mind of many people in the crowd was 'serious', followed by the word 'majestic'.
"Should we stop him? I-I'm afraid the opponent this time might be tough."
In a corner stood two hooded figures seemingly communicating with each other.
"Yao Ming, you worry too much. This is father we are talking about, he can't possibly lose to a rank five peak stage cultivator." Said the second hooded figure trying to comfort the first hooded figure.
"!!!" The smaller man's body shuddered as his investigation methods picked up the conversations of the two hooded figures in the corner.
"Yao Ming... Meng Yun... So you're Meng Yun's father, Meng Hua?" The smaller man spoke softly under his breath, at this moment, he had already sobered.
Most people wouldn't be able to hear this, but the taller man somehow managed to. "And you are Vicious Blood Fiend, Xiao Xi Xing."
"Indeed I am." Xiao Xi Xing replied nonchalantly while keeping an eye for his opponent's movement.
'This is going to be a tough one.' Thought Xiao Xi Xing while sneaking glances at the two hooded figures in the corner.
The taller man, Meng Hua, simply stood there for a long while, staring at his right hand. His right hand which was crushing Xiao Xi Xing's shoulder earlier was repelled back by the red mist that still covers Xiao Xi Xing's body in a semicircular shape to this moment. It was injured so badly one could see the bones as blood was dropping down without cease.

