Tang Fei contemplated the man in front of him, who he had just heard about from Chen Tianqi, noting that the leader dispatched to the White Crane Academy for the Heavenly Dao Cultural Exchange by the Aus Empire was Prince Philip.
They say he holds the reputation of the "Lion King" in the Aus Empire, with unfathomable strength.
Now, seeing his tall and robust frame and the fierce brightness in his eyes, it was clear he was a man of vigorous energy and formidable power.
Compared to Shen Xinglan, he seemed even more fierce and dominant.
However, the Phoenix Empire focused on internal cultivation, while the Aus Empire valued external cultivation.
If these two were to clash at their peaks, would Shen Xinglan stand a chance against him?
He introduced Miss Sheng to Prince Philip, "This is Sheng Xinhua, my good friend....."
"Miss Sheng lights up the room, I was drawn to your presence from afar," Prince Philip said straightforwardly, immediately complimenting Sheng Xinhua’s appearance and aura.
Though his accent was a bit strange, he spoke the official language of the Phoenix Empire fluently.
He tried to kiss the back of Sheng Xinhua’s hand as per Aus tradition, but she evaded the gesture.
Sheng Xinhua apologized with embarrassment, "Sorry, my hands are sweaty."
Prince Philip shrugged his shoulders and looked deeply at Sheng Xinhua, grinning and saying, "Miss Sheng really has a sense of humor."
"Prince Philip possesses quite the gentlemanly demeanor as well."
"I would like to befriend such a beautiful and intelligent woman as Miss Sheng, but I wonder why she would refuse my kind gesture?"
"Hmm? Prince Philip, what do you mean by that?" Sheng Xinhua asked, puzzled.
Zhong Tianyi explained, "When Prince Philip saw Mr. Sheng, he was awestruck and specifically ordered a fine wine to be sent over... Unfortunately, Mr. Sheng turned it down directly, making Prince Philip quite saddened, so he insisted I come to introduce him..."
"Oh, so the wine was a gift from Prince Philip," Mr. Sheng nodded to Prince Philip in thanks and said, "I apologize sincerely, but I only drink wine I buy myself and never accept gifts from others... However, I still appreciate the gesture from Prince Philip."
"No need for apologies. Now that we know each other, we’re friends," Prince Philip raised his glass and said, "Come, Miss Sheng, let me toast you."
"I toast to you," Sheng Xinhua poured herself a whiskey and joined him in the drink.
After drinking, Prince Philip’s gaze fell on Tang Fei and Little Fatty, and he asked, "I assume these two are friends of Miss Sheng? Come, let’s all have a drink together?"
"This one I really must introduce properly....." Zhong Tianyi pointed to Tang Fei, saying, "Philip, aren’t you heading to the White Crane Academy for that Heavenly Dao Cultural Exchange? This man is a student of White Crane Academy..."
"And a direct disciple of the White Crane Academy Director, Xuanyuan Mingjing... his strength is quite astonishing; you two should get to know each other better."
"Is that so?" Prince Philip’s eyes sparkled, and he extended his furry hand to Tang Fei, saying, "May I know how to address this friend?"
"Tang Fei." Tang Fei shook hands with him.
Shen Xinhua, being a woman, could refuse a kiss by saying she had sweaty hands.
But it was not proper for him to say he had sweaty hands to refuse a handshake...
It was a matter of courtesy and protocol.
Regardless of whether he represented himself or the academy as the director’s disciple, such actions would be frowned upon.
It might make him seem lacking in decorum.
Of course, if he were Shen Xinglan, with his family background and cultivation realm, he could do as he pleased...
But still, he lacked confidence.
As they shook hands, Tang Fei immediately felt a great force, much like grasping a blazing fire.
As if holding a red-hot iron in his hand.
Desperately, Tang Fei activated his Yin Yang Qi to resist and counterbalance.
Then, they reached a deadlock.
Prince Philip wanted to test the depth of White Crane Academy, especially since Zhong Tianyi mentioned he was not just any student but a disciple of the director with impressive strength...
He knew well that Xuanyuan Mingjing was not the type to take on disciples lightly.
His other disciple, Shen Xinglan, was a master cultivator who had once bested him soundly.
This time, he was motivated by a desire for revenge.
Tang Fei was on the defensive; he did not want to lose, could not admit defeat, and certainly did not want his palm crushed and deformed.
Both sides increased their efforts.
Consequently, Tang Fei’s hand was wrapped in a blue light, while Prince Philip’s hand flickered red.
Moreover, the clashing colors of blue and red continued, becoming more intense as they injected more energy, the blue darkening towards purple.
And the red flames burned fiercer, beginning to shift to a faint black.
The onlookers looked on in shock.
No one expected Tang Fei and Prince Philip to commence a fierce contest upon meeting...
If they lost control, Resurrection Bar could witness a major accident.
Then, Resurrection Bar would truly be waiting for a resurrection...
Sheng Xinhua turned to Zhong Tianyi with displeasure and said, "Second Prince, aren’t you going to intervene? If something really happens, you won’t be able to escape responsibility, right?"