Chapter 1137: Knives Drawn!
Fueled by the alcohol, Xu Ye's temper flared. He grabbed a nearby chopstick holder and hurled it at Chen Bin.
"Smack!"
Chen Bin raised a hand to block it. The holder instantly shattered, scattering chopsticks all over the floor.
The commotion startled the surrounding patrons. No one was in the mood to stick around and watch the spectacle; if a full-blown brawl broke out, innocent bystanders were bound to get hurt.
One by one, they hurried out of the tavern, only daring to watch and listen from a safe distance.
Sitting close by, Chen Changsheng and the Old Sword Cultivator were inevitably caught in the crossfire. A stray chopstick even landed straight in the Old Sword Cultivator's hair, making for quite a comical sight.
"Hey, would you look at that. I haven't even lost my temper yet, and someone's already throwing chopsticks at me?"
The Old Sword Cultivator rolled up his sleeves.
He was just about to step up and play the villain.