This spray of water arrows dissolved into the water, merging with it as one as they shot over in silence. They were exceedingly dangerous. By the time Yuan Huazi noticed them, they were already right before him. He was not skilled in water; it was too late to dodge underwater. He immediately crossed his arms before his chest, transforming them into two purple dragons, ready to take this wave of water arrows head-on.
The first few water arrows struck squarely against his arms. The manifested purple dragons threw back their heads and roared, while Yuan Huazi felt pain so unbearable that it seemed each arrow would pierce straight through both his arms.
All the way until dawn, nothing else truly came to cause us trouble. We drove back into Chengdu, and as soon as we arrived, we split up. Yet we each had our own tasks, using our respective channels to gather intelligence and see whether any supernatural incidents had occurred somewhere, or whether any animals had been found bitten somewhere.
To tell the truth, our Master Yuan, with his handsome features, unrestrained bearing, ready wit, and keen sensitivity to current affairs, was truly a born diplomat.
We ate while listening to Liu Yi tell his story. By the time the story ended, we had finished eating too. In any case, our stomachs had been stuffed round as drums.
It was not that those Yankees were too easily swayed. The phrase "the beacon of democracy, the model of freedom" simply sounded too pleasing to the ear. It was practically tailor-made for Great America. Thus, in their eyes, this handsome Chinese man became even more pleasing to look at.
So the dead fish had been acting cute too; he had merely used himself as a smokescreen! Naturally, this enraged those people