Castration

"Demon Race or not, I'm not being mistaken for a demon for the first time. Think whatever you like."

Lu Bei held down his mask, his skill at muddying the waters so polished it was almost heartbreaking. "I am Golden Dragon, here by the Azure Dragon's order to deliver a calling card. I'm borrowing the head of Niu Jinnui for a while. And who might you be?"

"So you're Golden Dragon. I've long admired your reputation—it's struck my ears like thunder. I'm Gui Jinyang, an unknown nobody scraping by at Vermilion Bird's side. I'm hardly worth mentioning."

Gui Jinyang grew even more humble, speaking courteously. "This is Black Tortoise's territory. We're both outsiders, so it wouldn't do to start a major fight. I ask you, Golden Dragon, to show some generosity and lend Niu Jinnui to me first. Once she has met Vermilion Bird, I'll personally bring her back."

"What an imposing tone. And what a strong smell. You haven't been castrated yet, have you?"

Lu Bei waved his hand and delivered his taunt in a strange, sarcastic tone. When it came to insulting people, he had always been supremely confident.

Insulting monsters was no exception.

The negotiation collapsed after just two sentences, and Gui Jinyang was not surprised. He simply smiled. "Since that's how it is, then we'll each rely on our own abilities."

"Castrate!"

Before his voice had even faded, the Six-armed Bodhisattva violently thrust apart the hands folded before her chest.

Qin Shiwen heard the two of them trading words, their topic revolving around her, yet they never put her in their eyes. They appraised her like a piece of merchandise, and anger surged from the depths of her heart. Infinite glazed treasure light poured forth, rushing straight toward Lu Bei and Gui Jinyang.

Two streaks of