Outside Aunt Jing Shui's cottage.
Behind several elm trees.
"Hags are the sort of creatures who regard nearly every other living thing as beneath them—humans especially."
Standing on a jutting branch, Fivik passed on her experience to her apprentice. "They fancy themselves the most cunning creatures in the world."
"Their inborn sense of superiority makes it hard for them to tolerate anyone's offense, and that is precisely what leads to their greatest weakness—arrogance."
"You tricked her away before, looted all the good things from her house, and then even burned down her house before you left."
"Tell me, how much do you think she hates you?"
"And now you've come a second time, and even had that skeleton treat her like a fool..." Recalling the scene in the distance just now, Fivik rubbed the goosebumps on her arms. "Right now, she'd love nothing more than to skin you and turn your hide into a carpet."
"I only wanted to knock over her pot and leave her hungry." He Xi's tone carried a trace of innocence. "I thought she might go prepare more food first and not have time to trouble me. Who knew the house would catch fire?"
"Quack! Gua-gua-gua!"
At the same time, a yellow frogman waved his front flippers, hopping anxiously in place twice as he let out a string of cries.
Ignoring the noisy frogman, Fivik continued, "That's also why I guessed she might summon other hags from her coven."
"Based on your description and her traits, she's a Green Hag."
"Those hags are usually fond of manipulation and torment. They're vengeful and crafty; after suffering such a major loss once, she definitely won't underestimate us again."
"Second, her name has the word 'Aunt' in it."
He Xi said, "What's wrong with 'Aunt'?"
"If you're asking a