The things distilled by the passage of time are indescribable, yet they undeniably exist.
Han Shi'an naturally wouldn't agree to Zhao Yikun's request so easily: "Family Head Zhao, let's forget about the sparring. If you are willing to stay for a drink, I, Han Shi'an, would welcome it wholeheartedly."
Once again, Han Shi'an refused, yet Zhao Yikun, who came prepared, certainly would not give up easily.
He smiled slightly, with an expression still so relaxed and indifferent: "Elder Han, I have long heard of the Han family's strong power, always being a mainstay force in Qianmu County and even the entire Qian Yuan Empire. Who would have thought that even the sparring between family disciples would be cause for reluctance? It's truly disappointing."
These words were powerful, and many people around had already started whispering among themselves.
The Han family's wealth and influence are well-known facts.
