Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

Is this is a challenge to her? Zhang Yule, "No problem at all, I too want to see how I measure up against the legendary Courtyard House War God."

"Otherwise, there will always be those who are dissatisfied, thinking they are stronger than me."

With a huff, if there were no contest, at least people would have their favorites to support, but once she easily crushed Sha Zhu, there would surely be those happy to spread the word about the outcome.

Xu Damao had just returned from showing movies at the neighboring communes these past few days, travel-worn and dusty, only to find, right at the gate of the courtyard house, such explosive declarations.

"Sha Zhu, are you prepared to face Zhang Yu?" The thought of Sha Zhu likely being at a disadvantage put Xu Damao in an exceptionally good mood.

As for whether Zhang Yu could really suppress Sha Zhu, Xu Damao was skeptical; however, at the moment, he certainly supported Zhang Yu and hoped she’d give Sha Zhu a good thrashing.

"When is the contest, today?" Xu Damao was thinking how fortunate he was to have rushed back. He would have been devastated to miss such a momentous event in the courtyard house.

"I, I..." Sha Zhu did want to compete with Zhang Yu, but in his mind, it was to be on another day, at least until he was in better physical shape.

But then Xu Damao, the old bastard, had to show up and pull a stunt like this.

"I don’t mind either way," Zhang Yu made it clear she truly didn’t care.