I Told You, Once I Became a Dou Sheng, I'd Use Your Head as a Ball

I told you, once I became a Dou Sheng, I'd kick your head around like a ball.

The other Elders' eyes flew wide. They were just about to stop him, but it was already too late.

The madness in Yao Wangui's eyes was finally no longer concealed in the slightest. As far as he was concerned, so what if Yao Wan had become a Dou Sheng now?

He was a Four Star Dou Sheng!

Between Dou Sheng, every minor realm held no small gap. As a Four Star Dou Sheng, how could he possibly fear a mere Yao Wan?

As for the consequences, Yao Wangui could no longer be bothered with any of that.

He was the Clan Elder! He had given the Yao Clan countless years. Was that somehow worth less than some little bastard whose birth was merely a little better than his?!

Even if it ended in a desperate struggle, Yao Wangui would make Yao Wan understand what it meant to overestimate herself, what it meant to court death!

In the end, the Dou Qi Continent had always revered the strong. She wanted him to surrender without resistance with nothing but her mouth? Had water gotten into her brain?

Or were women all such naive and stupid creatures, thinking they could take out some painless, harmless evidence and dream that he would obediently give himself up?

The madness in Yao Wangui's eyes spread wildly, meeting Yao Wan's unmoved pretty face. On that face, he could not see any of the panic or paleness he wanted to see. There was only icy coldness, and a trace of mockery welling within those pale golden eyes.

No, had this old turtle misunderstood something?

"...heh."

The corners of Yao Wan's lips lifted slightly, and she let out an especially frivolous laugh.