I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2796 - 1736: Technology Changes Life

In ancient times, there was indeed talk of duels for fun.

Like when Xiang Zhuang danced with a sword aimed at Duke Pei.

But the mighty Yangtze River flows eastward.

Nowadays, we’ve entered a civilized society.

"Drinking tea should be a way to make friends through culture."

As the host, Luo Binwang spoke delicately. Though if it’s a literary duel, to put it mildly, Long Tao likely wouldn’t stand much chance. Judging by his aura, his education is probably crushed by Boss Jiang, maybe just at the level of reciting Goose Rhyme.

Hmm.

The atmosphere was a bit stiff.

Just joking around.

"Yeah, if you two ’masters’ start a fight, won’t you tear down my shop?"

Pei Ning quickly joined her husband’s teasing. She wasn’t sure if her niece’s boss could fight, but she knew a bit about Long Tao’s prowess, being someone who can navigate both the underworld and the upper world in a city, he must be quite a formidable character.

If fists start flying, Long Tao wouldn’t know the identity of her niece’s boss. If he accidentally hurt the other, it would be awkward.

While the Pei family was pacifying the situation, Boss Jiang picked up a porcelain cup, gently blew on it, and softly asked, "What’s his background?"

Pei Yunxi didn’t sit by idly. Since the opposite party had asked earnestly, she didn’t hesitate to speak.

"The head of Hui City’s three districts and eight counties."

An average person might have spat it out, but Boss Jiang was calm. He savored the warm tea in his mouth and then swallowed.

"Isn’t Liao Xiangdong also from Hui City?"

Pei Yunxi fell silent.

Seeing this, someone immediately understood, rubbing the tea cup, looking at Brother Long, who was impeccably dressed yet couldn’t suppress his wild nature.

He’s dealt with people named Long before.

Once, there was a Nine-Striped Dragon, also from this Yangtze River Delta area, guessing this person might know him, now he probably could carry soy sauce.

Not long ago, Liao Xiangdong had seriously tricked him, akin to Xiao He tricking Han Xin into entering the palace thousands of years ago, leading to the disgraceful death of the military genius at the hands of powerless palace maids.

Had he not been wise and brave, after being tricked into that secret private museum last time, the outcome might not have been any better.

No time nor energy to settle scores with the other party, but now, it seems an opportunity has presented itself.

"I just heard Mr. Jiang could spar with Miss Lan, so I wanted to witness Mr. Jiang’s demeanor. If Mr. Jiang doesn’t want to, Long won’t insist."

Faced with the Pei family’s advice, Long Tao was very courteous, finished the tea in one gulp, though he’s Half-Day Leisure’s biggest client, obviously a bull chewing peony not understanding tea ceremony.

The initiative seemed to have been passed to Boss Jiang, but in reality, it was cornered.

If he went with the flow and canceled the "duel", it would be equivalent to admitting everything earlier was blatant boasting, he’d be labeled a braggart.

If he agreed...

The Pei family really worried he’d get beaten up.

"Who is this Miss Lan?"

Luo Binwang interjected again. Though his words were few, each time he spoke it was just right, seeing Long Tao advancing by retreating, leaving Jiang Chen in a dilemma, so he interrupted to help.

"Miss Lan... is a monument in modern martial arts."

Respect for Pei Yunxi, but genuine admiration for Lan Peizhi, this head of Hui City’s three districts and eight counties.

No wonder upon hearing Boss Jiang boasting of sparring with Lan Peizhi and being evenly matched, he immediately issued a "duel" invitation.

Blowing smoke doesn’t break the law, but tainting one’s idol is definitely intolerable.

"Martial arts..."

Pei Linhan drifted off.

Sss,

The flavor in the box filled the air with tea fragrance, increasingly a classical vibe.

If at this point a most primal duel were to be staged, it would be very fitting.

Jiang Chen surely felt the intangible atmosphere too. He usually isn’t one to spoil the mood, so he didn’t accept Luo Binwang’s goodwill.

"Since Mr. Long is so enthusiastic, it seems I can only go with the flow."

The words shocked everyone.

Everyone turned heads simultaneously.

Hmm.

Except Pei Yunxi.

She didn’t even bat an eyelash.

"But I have a not-so-polite request."

Boss Jiang’s tone shifted.

Long Tao’s pupils focused, sharp and acute, then he smiled, "Mr. Jiang, just say."

Earlier, the Pei family helped to interrupt; he planned to go along with it, not intending to press on.

He thought the opposite party would also ride along.

But who knew,

——so arrogant!

Sparring evenly with Miss Lan, such people exist, but they’re renowned heroes, like Ancient Mongolian Sun Mangong.

Yet this guy in front.

Twenty-something "thin dog"?

Of course.

Able to sit with Pei Yunxi, daring to joke about Miss Lan, he knew this lad must be extraordinary.

But so what?

At worst, later don’t aim for the face too much.

Long Tao had decided, letting the other party know regardless, there must be basic respect, even before the duel has started, his entire state has already changed, sitting there like an eager Flood Dragon.

"Mr. Long knows I’ve sparred with Miss Lan."

Still mentioning it?

Long Tao’s eyes grew sharper, face full of smiles, not engaging in meaningless verbal disputes, "So?"

"So, I don’t fight unknowns."

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Pei Yunxi raised her eyes, looking at the stunned Long Tao, seemingly finally wanting to say something, but in the end didn’t speak.

The head of Hui City’s three districts and eight counties, is an unknown?

Was the introduction unclear?

Pei Linhan took a deep sip of tea, forgetting to mediate.

Arrogant.

Truly too arrogant.

But the young shouldn’t be?

The previous Jiang was too steady, steady as an old... man.