When Lu Zhuangyuan saw Li Huowang eating in the mess hall, he decided to be modest while smiling to please him. “Young Taoist, that was just a joke. We didn’t fight. We were merely discussing the differences between our performances. Hehe, one has to learn even if they are old.”0

Li Huowang chuckled. “So? Was there any major trouble, since they are the locals?”0

Lu Zhuangyuan was so happy about his victory that as soon as Li Huowang asked, he sat down on a stool and started boasting about himself, “Young Taoist, as you know I’ve already been doing performances for more than thirty years. How could I be intimidated by young whelps in their twenties? They tried to intimidate me when I met them, but how would I be fazed from that?...0