As an idea came to him, Mr. Xu immediately shook his head. "No, not like that. We can't do it that way. You have to listen to me."
Seeing this, Mr. Nie wanted nothing more than to walk over and slap him. "Listen to you?" he sneered. "No, shouldn't we listen to Wu Tian instead?"
Mr. Xu frowned. "Why not listen to me? I say we can't fight! Let Wu Tian apologize. People should coexist peacefully."
"Get lost!" Old Mr. Peng kicked out without hesitation.
The old man, well over a hundred years old, sent Mr. Xu tumbling to the ground with a single kick. He sneered, "Listen to you? On what grounds? With pathetic skills like yours, how can you expect anyone to listen to you?"
He then changed his tone, declaring, "I'll make my stance clear right now. As for this matter, we'll listen to Wu Tian. The young man has good ideas, so we will listen to him."
"Brother Peng is right," Mr. Zhu nodded. "The younger generation thinks more clearly than we do. We have to admit that. We'll follow his lead on what to do."
"That's right!" Mr. Liu and the others all nodded, their attitudes firm. They would listen to Wu Tian and let him decide for himself, without their interference.
"When the young man makes a decision, he'll still have to listen to us," some of the stubborn elders insisted. "That's right," Mr. Zhou and the others agreed with obstinate nods.
Mr. Xu declared, "I've read more books than Wu Tian. We should listen to me. I won't be wrong."
"Pah!" Mr. Nie's eyes burned with anger. He pointed a finger at Mr. Zhou and Mr. Xu, his voice booming, "Who says reading more books makes you more reasonable? That's absolute nonsense!"
Being pointed at and cursed so directly, Mr. Zhou and Mr. Xu were so enraged their chests heaved. How could they possibly endure such an insult? The two men opened their mouths to argue but were cut off by Mr. Zhu, who said indignantly, "Does reading more books automatically make one's actions correct? The traitor Qin Hui read far more books than the patriot Yue Fei, but what kind of man was Qin Hui?"
Then, he angrily jabbed his finger at them. "Are you two just like Qin Hui, thinking that reading more makes you a better person? Heh. Sometimes, talent without virtue is worse than a child!"
Mr. Zhou's face flushed crimson with anger. "You... you..." he stammered.
Old Mr. Peng was also filled with rage. "And you, Mr. Xu!"
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