All along the way, Xia Ping and Xiong Bo chatted merrily. They were only short of burning yellow paper, beheading a chicken, and swearing a blood oath to become brothers. Xia Ping declared that he and Xiong Bo were already brothers through life and death, and that Xiong Bo need only speak if he ever needed help.
Hearing this, Xiong Bo was deeply moved. He now knew Xia Ping's name as well. "Brother Xia, to be honest, I do have a sworn enemy I want to kill and be done with.
"That bastard is far too evil—utterly deranged and guilty of countless crimes. So long as he has not met his retribution, I cannot vent this rage in my heart. I even have nightmares about it every night. It has become my greatest nightmare."
He gritted his teeth.
"There's such a thing? To think someone would regard even such a kindhearted Brother Xiong as an enemy. That person must be exceptionally wicked, someone every man has the right to kill. Who is he?"
Xia Ping blinked, wearing a curious expression.
"The demon monk Wu Wudi."
Xiong Bo gritted his teeth, flames blazing in his eyes. "If that bastard ever appears before me, I'll tear into his flesh and devour it raw! If not for that damned bald donkey, I would never have fallen to such a state."
"Wu Wudi? I seem to have heard that name somewhere before."
Xia Ping appeared utterly baffled.
Rabbit Linglong looked at Xia Ping with immense contempt. This human was truly first-rate at playing dumb.
Qingluan gave a cold chuckle. Men really were all liars—not a word they said was true.
"It's normal that you've heard of him. The deeds Wu Wudi has committed are enough to outrage gods and men alike. He has done