Liu Bai glanced at Yueyu, who had sensibly lowered her bow, then at Feixiao, who was clutching his clothes and using him as a shield... Any normal person would know whom to choose, right?
"Yueyu, you can curve your arrows, can't you?"
"Easily."
Yueyu answered as calmly as she could. "As long as Feixiao doesn't run around."
"Fine! You adulterous couple! You're actually joining forces against me!"
"What an ugly way to put it."
"Those are some truly ugly last words, Feixiao."
Yueyu's expression darkened another shade.
"What do you mean, last words?! No, that's not right! Lord Yueyu, shouldn't you be blushing and denying it with something like, 'W-we're not an adulterous couple,' before getting flattered by my seemingly insulting but actually complimentary words—"
"—I'll straighten out that brain of yours myself!"
Yueyu could no longer listen to this bastard.
"Tch..."
Feixiao had no choice. Liu Bai was siding with an outsider... Well, not exactly an outsider.
Thinking about it carefully, Lord Yueyu occupied something like half the ecological niche of a mother-in-law.
Left with no alternative, Feixiao stepped forward. A cyan axe-spear appeared in her hand, and with a fierce swing, she scattered Yueyu's light arrows.
The next moment—
The axe-spear vanished from her hand, and Feixiao went back to hiding behind Liu Bai.
...All right, Liu Bai now understood how Feixiao had made it over here.
—That was also why Yukong had not been worried.
Feixiao's combat strength ranked among the finest of all past generals. A general like Yueyu, who prioritized military administration over personal martial prowess, would just be handing Feixiao a win in a duel.
Having lived through both of their eras, Yukong knew very well that aside from being merely average at civil governance and only able to follow established precedent, Feixiao's martial