Lu Xiaobu stepped down towards the basement.
This place wasn't very large, not nearly as grand as the Taihang Mountain base he had been to.
It simply didn't compare to the square he saw at the base.
According to Lu Xiaobu, this was at most an arena for dueling.
Oh, right, what's curious is that the ground here is actually soil and not metal.
Could it be because of stinginess?
"Please." The bartender stood in the middle, calmly saying, "The surroundings here are made of the hardest alloy, so feel free to unleash your full strength, no need to hold back."
What does that mean?
This was telling Lu Xiaobu that they aren't afraid of his attacks; earlier he said he could blow it up, now they're daring him to blow it up—can he really?
Lu Xiaobu didn't reply to him but instead greeted the bartender standing opposite him: "Alright, let me see what you're capable of."
"I won't stand on ceremony." The bartender didn't hesitate, narrowing his eyes instantly.
