"You old thing, your skill isn't much, but your temper sure is huge. You're pretty good at holding a grudge." Gongxi Chou had a selective memory when it came to people he didn't care about. Hearing the resentment in Gongyang Yongye's words, he tilted his head and seriously pondered their feud. After thinking left and right, he still couldn't figure out what Gongyang Yongye was angry about. The last time they fought, he was the one who suffered—not Gongyang Yongye, whose reputation was ruined in his twilight years.
Hearing his insolence, Gongyang Yongye sneered. "In all of mighty Kang, there isn't a single outstanding man, and yet they let a young brat like you come out and make a fool of himself! Just watch this old man cut that mouth of yours off and pickle your forked tongue in wine!"
Gongxi Chou made no secret of his disgust.
"Old thing, who wants to trade barbs with you?"
Using his tongue to brew wine—sure enough, the older they got, the more perverted they became!
Luo Sha, who had been forced to "gaze longingly" at his enemy, also thought the people on shore were rather perverted. Gongyang Yongye had "played matchmaker at random" and separated him from his archenemy, while his temporary partner, Gongxi Chou, had opened his mouth with "trade barbs." The merfolk beauty, who had never seen much of the world, was utterly shaken, going from astonishment to horror. Do you people on shore always play this rough?
Gongyang Yongye, meanwhile, declared that Gongxi Chou was the pervert and that he had nothing to do with it. He himself had also been disgusted by the barbarian's words.
Even if it wasn't to repay a favor, he still had to kill Gongxi Chou!
"Brat, die!"
All of Gongyang Yongye's firepower surged