After the embrace, Tian Xuan circled Jiang Feng twice, looking him over.
"Good, good. Arms and legs are all intact, nothing's broken."
As he spoke, Tian Xuan leaned close to Jiang Feng. "Big Brother, you saw that old undead, right?"
"Well? Did he praise me?"
Jiang Feng asked, "You mean Chong Bi?"
Tian Xuan nodded so hard his head bobbed like a pecking chicken. "Yes, yes, him. He's that old undead."
"He's lived so long and still hasn't died—what else would you call him but an old undead?"
Jiang Feng said irritably, "Is that any way to curse your own father?"
Tian Xuan grabbed Jiang Feng's sleeve, shaking his head as he spoke. "Don't drag that into this."
"Quick, tell me—did he praise me?"
Jiang Feng asked, "Why would he praise you?"
Tian Xuan froze, and his expression instantly became one of utter disappointment.
Then he let out a wail. "I'm so pitiful!"
"I did such an amazing job this time, and he didn't even praise me!"
Jiang Feng's mouth twitched. "You threw your big brother into the God-Sealing Tablet and ran off by yourself. You call that doing an amazing job?"
At that, Tian Xuan cried even harder. "Heavens, even Big Brother doesn't understand me!"
"I'm too pitiful!"
"If I hadn't destroyed the Huanliang Star Sea and ruined so many people's physical bodies, that old undead would never have come to the Huanliang Star Sea."
"If he hadn't come to the Huanliang Star Sea, how would he have known Mount Tai had locked you inside the God-Sealing Tablet?"
"If Mount Tai had truly lost his head for a moment and snuffed you out, that old undead would have regretted it beyond measure."
"Maybe he would've even wiped out Mount Tai!"
"What I did killed several birds with one stone!"