Seeing both men hold hands, enraged the crowd, the women huddled together, and stared at both men like they were the plague.
Mei Deng turned to the seller with angry eyes, "So you won't sell this kite to us?" He asked, the man who was petrified couldn't speak a word in return.
Taking his silence as a no, he walked towards the exit, a sharp glare from the general was all it took to make the villagers clear a path.
They walked all the way to the door, only for Mei Deng to halt and look over his shoulder at the room of disapproving looks and hatred.
He fixed his sights on Biyu, the woman in turn sent him a sharp glare, refusing to lose to him.
"Listen here, we will win that competition tonight, against you and everybody here. And then, you will apologize to my daughter and husband." Yu Xiaoguang didn't know when he had gotten carried away with the roleplaying and made that declaration.
