Food Duel!
As the heavy two words rolled off Xia Yu's lips, the air seemed to freeze.
Wei Zhong's face was an array of vivid expressions.
Shock, anger.
Wei Zhong, who had always considered himself a senior and carried himself as a great elder, had not anticipated this turn of events at all.
Being challenged openly, under the gaze of countless eyes, by someone young enough to be his son, it was impossible for him to maintain his usual composure.
"You, how dare you..." Wei Zhong's hair stood on end.
Nobody likes to be counterattacked.
Especially when on the eve of what he believed to be a successful plan, the one he saw as helpless prey suddenly bites back ferociously…
Of course.
If Xia Yu knew what Wei Zhong was thinking, he'd surely laugh, "I can counterattack? I can impress him?"
Wake up, bro, time to get to work.
This is what happens when you're overconfident.
