Over on the other side.
Joker, the Axe Gang's boss, was rolling his eyes as he listened to Second Boss and the others.
Why was Joker, the Axe Gang's boss, rolling his eyes? Because Joker had been struck by the Seven Injuries Fist.
This was what it looked like when the Seven Injuries Fist acted up.
Joker said, "Second Boss, you said a super handsome guy came to Five Peaks Mountain? Just how handsome is he?"
Joker was truly Joker.
His focus and train of thought had to be a little different from everyone else's.
He had no interest whatsoever in a stunning beauty like Spring Thirteenth Mother, because he had heard there was a handsome guy.
"Very handsome!"
Second Boss answered without a second thought. Hun Xiu's appearance involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
Second Boss wore a nostalgic look, lingering in his fantasies. He even drooled, looking utterly lecherous.
One glance was enough to tell he was thinking naughty thoughts.
"Very... handsome..." Joker drew out his words. "How does he compare to me?"
As he spoke.
Joker flirtatiously ran a hand through his hair. When it came to martial arts, he, Joker, might not be number one.
But when it came to looks? When it came to being handsome?
Joker was still very confident. After traveling far and wide for so many years, he had never seen anyone more handsome than himself.
Second Boss looked at the eye-rolling Joker and said without hesitation, "Boss, you're simply not even comparable to him."
"You're only fit to smell his farts."
"You..."
Hearing that, Joker rolled his eyes and put on a deeply wounded expression, his body staggering backward.
Clutching his chest, he looked heartbroken. "Second Boss, doesn't your conscience hurt when you lie?"
"Nope!"
Second Boss replied naturally, "Because he