"Master Peng!"
"Haolin, you've arrived!"
"Oh, the Young Master from White Horse Manor is here too!"
The crowd went forward to greet them, exchanging pleasantries.
Soon, someone raised their arm and pointed in the direction of Fang Zhixing.
Peng Haolin's gaze landed on Fang Zhixing. He took three steps in two and walked over, shouting, "Fang Maofu, right? I heard you are very arrogant. Come, come, let's have a match and see exactly how strong you are."
Fang Zhixing suppressed his anger, bowed his head, and said respectfully, "Master Peng, rumors can kill. Everything is a rumor, please do not believe them."
Peng Haolin waved his hand and said, "What rumors? I don't care about that. Only by fighting can I know your true strength, right?"
At that moment, Feng Xingkan suddenly walked over and interjected, "Peng Haolin, that's enough. Don't bully an honest person.
To tell you the truth, he just admitted defeat to me in front of everyone.