"So, you're here to cause trouble, are you?" Cheng Ziang asked without any hint of panic.
"It was you who first crossed the Wuyun Sect," Pojun said coldly.
"So it seems, a battle between us is inevitable?" Cheng Ziang asked.
"Exactly." Pojun nodded.
"Will you guys behave if we deal with you?" Cheng Ziang asked with a tilted head.
"Sir, you're perhaps too confident. We have more than twenty skilled fighters here," Pojun seemed somewhat angry.
"I'm just asking yes or no!" Cheng Ziang didn't pick up on his cue.
"Yes!" Pojun gritted his teeth and forcefully spat out the word.
"Well then, let's have our underling White Tiger exchange a few moves with you," Cheng Ziang shrugged nonchalantly and then moved aside.
"White Tiger?" Pojun mumbled this somewhat awkward name, suddenly, he felt a tingling on his scalp.
