Victory

"Now come, Zhao. Let us head to the martial arts field and have our match!" Cui Da shouted.

Chu Li scoffed, "Are garbage like you really attempting to challenge me?"

"Why not? Since the beginning, we've already been planning to teach you a lesson about what true ability is!"

Chu Li sighed, "You're asking to be humiliated!"

"Zhao, you've been putting down our challenge again and again. Maybe you're the one who's afraid," Cui Da jeered.

Chu Li shook his head. "We'll talk once I finish my dinner."

"Who's to say that you won't flee once you're finished?" Cui Er taunted.

Chu Li swept his gaze across the both of them, and in a calm voice, he stated, "You're gauging the offer of a gentleman with a petty heart. Why should I flee from trash like you two?"