To have Gu Jue get in his face and ask a question like "Are you up for it?"—Xie Ningyuan felt the man was purely trying to provoke him.
Sneering, Xie Ningyuan shot him a sidelong glance. "Think I'm not up to it? Why don't you try, then?"
Lu Sangjiu exclaimed, "Wow, how are you going to 'try'? I'm actually a little curious to see this."
Gu Jue calmly picked up a bite of food and placed it in his bowl. "Never mind. I don't like to bully the elderly."
Xie Ningyuan: "..."
'In my eyes, Lu Sangjiu and Gu Jue are only in their twenties, while I'm already several hundred years old. It's actually a bit hard to refute being called 'elderly'.'
Lu Sangjiu, who'd been caught in the crossfire: "..."
'Kids these days really don't know how to respect their elders. What's wrong with being a few hundred years old? At least he's still alive and kicking. Who is he calling old?'
She forced her down-turned lips into a smile. "It's fine. If Mr. Gu isn't going, the two of us can manage just fine."
