"That's not necessary."
Chu Lingguang hastily retreated, quickly hiding behind Guo Wei.
Mahmoud, who had just been about to strike, froze again. How was he supposed to avenge Jier Khan and vent his anger like this?
So he turned to Lord Xu and said, "Lord Xu, we have traveled thousands of miles to establish friendly relations with your Great Yuan. We intended to build camaraderie through martial arts, yet you evade us at every turn. This is no way to treat guests, and it could easily jeopardize the establishment of relations between our two nations."
Lord Xu, who had been enjoying the show, hadn't expected the trouble to land on his doorstep. He could only stand up and say awkwardly, "Master Guo, why not let Chu Lingguang and Jier Khan have a friendly bout? It would promote friendship. After all, they've come from afar, and their ultimate goal on this trip is to build camaraderie through martial arts."
