"I can understand you two looking at me like that, but the one still laughing must be Sister Hua Yao, right? Don't you know it's a little rude for a woman to laugh at a naked man?"
Tang Yu looked at the dark-skinned beauty who had been laughing all along. If he remembered correctly, she was the youngest of the three martial sisters, yet had the highest talent. Though she had begun cultivating later, she had been the first to break through to the Tribulation Transcendence realm.
"Ahahaha, sorry, I just think it's hilarious. Who pulls down his pants to scare people when he's about to die?"
Hua Yao laughed so hard her body trembled, wiping away a tear as she said, "How about you kneel down and beg Second Sister to forgive you now? If she isn't angry anymore, I'd still like to take you back to our Hundred Flowers Sect. If we refine you into a puppet, you'd be quite pleasing to look at every day."
After a pause, Hua Yao added, "Of course, you'd need to wear clothes after becoming a puppet for that to be pleasing to the eye."
"I'm like stinky tofu—smells bad but tastes good. I just don't look very good. By the way, why don't I take a look at yours? A great beauty like you should look pretty nice."
Tang Yu chuckled as he put his dharma robe back on. If he could not scare them, then so be it.
Still, fighting beautiful women was more enjoyable. He had nothing to say to men, and just looking at one annoyed him.
Hua Yao was about to respond when Hua Yu, the eldest martial sister, glanced at her and said, "Enough. It's an eyesore."
Her instincts told her that this fellow seemed to