Warmer?
The corner of Qin Shaofeng's mouth twitched, and he was somewhat speechless.
"Idiot, Master Qin is asking whether this... this purple light harms you or causes any discomfort!"
Uncle Guang could no longer stand listening to this fool's nonsense.
"Oh, there's no discomfort. It feels pretty good!" Da Kui replied.
Qin Shaofeng said nothing. His gaze fell on Uncle Guang, and he was just about to speak.
But Uncle Guang had already understood. With a chuckle, he said nothing and simply threw a punch at Da Kui.
Da Kui jumped in fright, but something startling and unexpected quickly happened.
After Uncle Guang punched him, not only was he completely unaffected, Uncle Guang was even jolted backward.
"Ouch, my hand hurts!"
Uncle Guang cried out in pain, and only then did Qin Shaofeng notice that Uncle Guang's fist had turned somewhat red.
A counterattacking force carrying lightning?
"Use a weapon," Qin Shaofeng said.
This time, before Uncle Guang could move, Little Hei, who had long since become impatient, grabbed the Nine-Ringed Broadsword in his hand and fiercely chopped at Da Kui.
"Fuck!"
Da Kui cursed and instinctively tried to dodge.
But Qin Shaofeng spoke up. "Don't move. It'll be fine."
Da Kui froze, able only to watch helplessly as the broadsword slashed toward him.
"Ouch!"
The next moment, Little Hei, man and blade alike, was sent flying as though someone had blasted him away. He was in a miserable state.
"Hahaha, it's fine! I'm fine!"
Seeing this, Da Kui laughed loudly. At the same time, his curiosity toward the layer of purple light around him grew immensely.
"My Big Brother Qin, what exactly is this thing? With this extra layer on me, I won't get hurt?" Da Kui asked.
"This is a spirit technique called Purple Lightning Light. It can