In the Decision Room, Xuanniao's expression twitched.
The hand holding his teacup trembled slightly.
His teeth hurt.
What the hell was all this...
Why hadn't I beaten that embarrassing little bastard to death back then? It would've solved everything. How nice would that have been.
He had always thought that although Kuafu was a little dim, a little foolish, a little lazy, a little fond of courting death, and a little unpopular with women, the kid was at least still salvageable. At worst, he could give him a few more setbacks to teach him a lesson.
Yet all those setbacks hadn't made that idiot wake up even a little. Now he had gone straight to courting death at Grandma's house...
Grandma's actual house.
What generation was Old Madam Qingdi from?
She was the kind of family elder Xuanniao himself had to treat as a junior! Even Lu Wu, his teacher's predecessor, had to properly call her Sister Ju when he saw her...
So how could that idiot sing and dance his way straight down the road to death?
Nobody could pull him back.
Did he really think that forest of wooden demon corpses behind Yu Dai Mountain had sprouted out of nowhere?
Apparently, the lesson from filling the Sea Eye still hadn't been enough.
Holding his teacup, Xuanniao expressionlessly decided on the future arrangement: once he came back, he would find an excuse to send him over for Tyr to beat up a couple more times...
In that regard, with Kuafu and Qingdi joining forces, their extraordinary offense and defense, coupled with unreasonable healing methods and recovery effects, were nothing to worry about. Chaos and Bai Ze were coordinating on the other side as well, so there was no need for him to fret.
As for the scene itself...
His