"Not bad, not bad."
Hou Yi chuckled.
"See? Jealous, aren't you?"
"I'm stronger than you, and more popular too."
"In every way, you're inferior to me. Heh!"
"I'll have Sister Tao Hua prepare some fine wine. I'll go visit her tonight and share a few cups with her!"
At that, Kuafu flew into a rage.
"You little rascal, Hou Yi! You've got your eye on Tao Hua now?"
Hou Yi chuckled.
"First, I'm more handsome than you. Second, I'm stronger than you. Third, I'm more popular than you. Why should Tao Hua have to suffer by staying with you?"
Kuafu's eyes widened at that.
He wanted to argue, but in the end, he couldn't find the words.
All he could say was:
"I have more style than you. When it comes to style, I've always had it down pat!"
Hearing Kuafu's words,
Hou Yi burst out laughing.
"Style? You mean that shiny bald head of yours?"
Kuafu flew into a rage.
He punched Hou Yi square in the face.
"Why, you little rascal, Hou Yi! You've got your eye on my Tao Hua? Die!"
Hou Yi, on the other side, was just as furious.
"You damned bastard! You sneak-attacked me? I'll shoot a few more arrows at your backside—"
With that, the two of them began to fight.
Deep in the sky, Demon Emperor Di Jun saw Hou Yi's figure and his expression changed dramatically.
Strictly speaking, Hou Yi was the one responsible for the deaths of his children.
All nine of them had died at Hou Yi's hands.
How could that not fill him with rage?
"Hou Yi? It's that bastard Hou Yi?"
At the sight of Hou Yi, Di Jun's eyes reddened.
Demon Empress Xi He beside him was the same.
Deep anger showed in her eyes.