"Toilet?" Tang Ming was momentarily stunned and asked uncertainly:
"Old gentleman, what's your name?"
Ma Tong's face darkened, and he said through gritted teeth, "My name is Ma Tong, 'Tong' as in 'pain'."
"Ah, sorry, sorry, I misheard it as 'toilet.'" Tang Ming apologized repeatedly, embarrassedly adding:
"I was wondering how the elder gentleman could possibly be named 'toilet'; that name is too dirty."
"Cut the crap. Are you going to accept the duel or not?" Ma Tong roared, his face an ashen blue as he seethed with rage inside:
"This damn kid actually dares to make fun of my name. Originally, I just wanted to teach him a lesson, but now I've decided I will disable him in a moment."
"Since the conditions have been laid out, if I didn't accept, wouldn't I be letting down the trust of the many homeowners in the slum area? Let's do it!"
Tang Ming nodded his head, battle intent rising in his eyes.