"Up, up—down, down—left, left—right, right."
Beneath a giant pillar cactus in the desert, the shrunken Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor was twisting his little head in a completely unrestrained posture, shaking it with great enthusiasm.
The Winged Snake beside him was equally astonished by his head-shaking. As a king among magical beasts, this posture was far too undignified, so he spoke up in beast language to remind him.
"Boss, playing with your big brother out in public like this is way too rude."
Bai Ya shot the male Winged Snake a sidelong glance, wearing an expression that said, You know nothing, and replied, "What do you know? This is an ultimate technique I secretly learned from Master."
The male Winged Snake was curious too. What kind of ultimate technique could head-shaking possibly be? He asked, "What does it do?"
Seeing the male Winged Snake's eager-to-learn expression, the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor chuckled with a hint of lewdness. "I heard Master say it refreshes the mind and makes your head turn more flexibly."
"Which head?"
The male Winged Snake opened his innocent, eager-to-learn big Kazilan eyes. Bai Ya flicked his tail irritably and smacked him on the little head.
"Your little head, obviously! Is your brain full of shit? Why are you so dirty-minded? With such low intelligence, how are you supposed to follow me in the future?"
"Boss, I was wrong." The male Winged Snake lowered his head, looking like a meek little underling listening to his boss's lecture.
"It's good that you know you were wrong." The Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor nodded his little head in satisfaction, then added, "Want to learn?"
"Mm-hmm!" The male Winged Snake nodded frantically, and the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor let out a strange laugh that matched his perfectly.
"I'll teach you."
"Turn it around,