"Mm... Oh, right—one fairly strong bug was beaten up by one of your subordinates. Does that count as a problem?"
Child of Mist said, "Afterward, that... oh, that fellow named Qingpusi even claimed that he had laid a trap to lure and kill that bug—but from what I could see, your subordinate Qingpusi seemed to have had no need for such a... seemingly pointless ambush, did he?"
Perhaps because of the language barrier, Qingchao Zong had clearly misunderstood something. "You mean Qingpusi gathered all his men to ambush an expert? Who was it?"
"That... Double Venerable... the one who stirred the spiritual energy around him... oh, Mie Qianzun." Child of Mist said, "Of course, I did not see the exact process clearly. I merely noticed signs of spellcasting combat around the Dantian Nest, so I looked over. I did not sense the situation before your subordinate withdrew."
"Although it is not much of a matter..." Qingchao Zong crossed his chelae and pressed them against the ground. "But... but..."
He paced back and forth, then sighed. "Nonsense."
"Oh! Oh? It really does count as a problem?"
"FuLa may have been a little too... harsh lately." Qingchao Zong sighed. "They have read too much into my intentions. I do not wish for this sort of thing to happen."
"Honestly, if your ideal is to protect the hills before the world-devouring demon, then all those so-called experts who refuse Wang's civilizing rule are obstacles, aren't they?" Child of Mist said. "Look, I am so strong. Even if your entire race came at me, I could crush you with ease. If your whole race twisted itself into one rope, perhaps there would still be a sliver of life. At a time like this, those unruly commoners with overly strong self-awareness are factors that affect