Lin Jingyu listened, his pupils practically rolled out of sight in one enormous eye roll. Even though he knew the new cultivation method they were learning now had been created by Luo Yunji, he still could not bring himself to feel any reverence for this pale, chubby boy before him, whose common sense seemed inferior even to a six-year-old child's.
"You can't do it!" Luo Yunji paid no attention at all to Lin Jingyu's eye roll—perhaps he had not seen it—and spoke as he ate. "I still have to protect these two guys." As he spoke, he looked at Big Yellow and Little Gray beside him.
"When the time comes, I won't be able to look after you! If you get beaten up, don't cry, okay!"
After Lin Jingyu heard that, he ground his teeth in fury. This was it. Every single time, this fatty could make him explode with rage!
When were Big Bamboo Peak's meatballs at their most tender and springy? When Lin Jingyu had been angered by Luo Yunji.
All that meat was chopped when he had been angered by Luo Yunji! In the end, as long as Lin Jingyu got angry because of Luo Yunji, the senior brothers of Big Bamboo Peak would drag him into the kitchen and hand him a huge chunk of raw meat!
Lin Jingyu looked away toward those Demon Sect disciples on the battlefield and gave the Dragon Slayer Sword in his hand a swing.
"I really want to chop something!" he kept muttering. Habits built over a long time were truly terrifying. Now, whenever Luo Yunji angered him, if he did not chop something, his whole body felt wrong!
Seeing that the senior and junior sisters of Small Bamboo Peak had already acted according to plan, He Dazhi continued thinking.