Rubbing his prominent horns, Li Su bared his teeth in pain.
It hurt too much.
For the span of an incense stick, his head had been buzzing nonstop.
By now, the Kindling Flame Banner had returned as well. It no longer possessed its previous towering arrogance—the kind that would punch a huge hole through anyone who came near as a keepsake. Instead, it looked utterly wilted, lying in Li Su's star sea and shutting itself away.
Having once suffered grievous damage, it had lost many of its memories.
For instance, it had not immediately recalled that woman's identity.
Only when she had struck it with a finger did her identity and the extent of her strength suddenly surface in its mind.
The Kindling Flame Banner, which had been so furious that smoke was practically rising from its flames and had rushed out to resume the fight, immediately wilted again.
This grudge could not be avenged.
As for why?
Naturally, because it could not beat her. If it charged in again, the result would not be venting its anger on her, but being pinned down and brutally beaten all over again.
And this was the second time. Judging by her personality in its memories, this time she would absolutely make it understand why flowers were so red.
That was right. This woman was just like that.
If you made a mistake once and fell into her hands, she would give you a small lesson and then forgive you. But if you dared to make the same mistake again and fell into her hands once more, she would definitely make it unforgettable to the bone, something you would never forget for the rest of your life.
After more than ten minutes, the huge bump on his head had finally subsided by more