Upon hearing those words, Lin Ruhu scoffed and then said, "Kid, that's not a very funny joke."
"Is that so?" Gao Yang replied. "You'll soon understand that this is no joke."
"Quit the nonsense," Xiao Guizi snorted coldly, smashing his long stick straight towards the other party.
"What, did that make you mad?" Gao Yang chuckled lightly.
The wine cup in his hand soared through the air, radiating dazzling light.
Like a round sun, the wine cup blocked Xiao Guizi's long stick below.
But the stick's force was indeed massive, shattering the round sun, and Gao Yang's figure also flashed to one side.
"A bit of strength, no wonder you're so arrogant," Gao Yang snorted coldly.
"Who are you people, daring to cause trouble here? You must not know who I am."
The group that was accompanying Gao Yang started to clamor at this point.
"I advise you to apologize, lest you invite great disaster upon yourself."
