Faced with Gu Yue Na's fury, enough to burn mountains and boil seas, Lu Jun was not moved in the slightest. Instead, he broke into a cheerful laugh, his smile so dazzlingly bright it was almost glaring, as though he were admiring some exquisite scenery.
"You bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard!"
Gu Yue Na trembled with rage. The nine-colored Divine Power that had only just calmed around her surged once more like boiling water. She stepped forward, shaking the void, her slender jade finger nearly poking Lu Jun in the nose as she prepared to properly "reason" with him over the deceptions and mistreatment of countless ages.
Yet, the very next second her momentum reached its peak—
Slap!
Another familiar, precise chop of the hand descended, carrying a strange rhythm as it struck the center of her smooth forehead once again.
That chop seemed to possess the effect of some calming seal. A peculiar coolness tinged with faint numbness instantly spread from the top of her head, like a sudden enlightenment, forcibly suppressing her blazing fury, her endlessly churning Divine Power, and every agitated emotion.
Gu Yue Na's movements abruptly froze. Her surging power was smoothed down as if by an invisible hand, leaving only the blank daze of someone forcibly calmed down, along with a deep sense of grievance.
Hajina felt terribly wronged.
She instinctively raised both hands to cover the forehead that had been chopped. If he kept chopping her like this, this Silver Dragon fish—who was already not very smart in his words—might really get chopped into someone intellectually disabled!
Her purple eyes, once shining brightly with anger, were now misted over. With seventy percent annoyance and thirty percent pitifulness, she grumbled irritably,
"Stop chopping my head. It hurts..."
Her voice carried a trace of nearly coquettish