Lin Lu's words came to an end, and the expressions of everyone present turned strange.
Chu Ge looked at Lin Lu indifferently, his lips slightly curved up in a trace of wild defiance, "Let's not bother with a martial arts contest."
Lin Lu thought Chu Ge was afraid to compete, and couldn't help but mock, "It's said that Ancient Martial Artists are true to their emotions, and martial arts contests are common occurrences. How come when it's Mr. Chu's turn, he turns cowardly?"
Hearing this, Tang Xin felt indignant, she couldn't help but retort mockingly, "Mr. Lin's words are a bit excessive. Mr. Chu doesn't want to fight your son because he thinks your son is too weak, not a match for him."
Upon hearing this, Lin Lu's face turned ugly in an instant.
