267 267 Confrontation: Clash

"Master He, what a pleasant surprise. I didn't know that you would visit me so suddenly. If I kn--"

"Oh cut the bllsht. I don't want to waste my precious spit on you." Grandpa He did not let Peizhi finish his weightless greeting. To him, just a word from him is worth a bar of gold. That's how expensive it is. And to speak to Peizhi, this useless piece of block, was a total waste.

Grandpa He really does not want to talk to him, face him for that matter, because instead of talking, he might just lunge on this bstard directly, tore him to pieces and leave his mutilated corpse in some jungle in the middle of nowhere to rot. 

Peizhi did not expect that Master He would not even keep a facade but instead did not give him any face.