What the hell.
Who was I? Where was I? What was I going to do?
The three great questions of a snake's life. Black Huǐ crashed on the spot, not noticing Lin Jie's question at all.
Most inconceivably, Black Whirlwind was late and left early every day. Did it even know when it had been assigned? How dared Black Whirlwind lie to the great Flood Dragon King!?
Wait!
"Could it be..."
A flash of insight struck Black Huǐ. The diamond scales along its back exploded layer by layer, every scale standing erect. Uncontainable terror descended over its head, and its tail curled itself into a coil.
It trembled!
From beginning to end... had it all been Black Whirlwind's scheme?
Its little moves, its petty thoughts, its plan to overturn everything...
Every last bit of it had been under Black Whirlwind's watch? It knew Black Huǐ had been collecting evidence of its lateness and early departures. It knew Black Huǐ had secretly been waiting for a chance to rise up. It knew that when something happened in the canyon, Black Huǐ would immediately come out to take charge and claim the credit. So it had boldly left, letting Black Huǐ work for it "willingly"?
Black Huǐ was dazed and muddled.
It had repeatedly badmouthed Black Whirlwind behind its back, leaving the Flood Dragon King with an extremely poor impression of it.
For the same incident, once Fat Catfish had uncovered the truth and earned tremendous merit, Black Huǐ had stubbornly jumped out to sing a different tune, claiming that evacuating the canyon had been its own decision and that there had been no snake signal at all!
Not to mention that Black Whirlwind had gotten there first and lodged its complaint first. With the Flood Dragon King already prejudiced, things were