Clang-!
The Red-Tasseled Spear plunged deep into the Black Coffin, its tip gleaming coldly.
Inside the Black Coffin, Painter and Gu Huangquan had been pressed face-to-face. Like two magnets with matching poles, they sprang apart with a snap!
Their heads bent sideways in opposite directions at the same time, their poses bizarre as they narrowly dodged the spear thrust that would have pierced their skulls.
The Peerless General was about to strike again when a young man's anguished voice rang out.
"Why did you hurt Little Green!"
The Peerless General narrowed her eyes and glanced toward the Ten Kings Throne. The young man with the patterned pupils had risen to his feet and was staring intently at her.
She frowned slightly. "Who is Little Green?"
Mu Linsen looked heartbroken at the green sap scattered across the ground. "Little Green really likes you. It only wanted to give you flowers. Why did you hurt it?"
The Peerless General froze. It took her two seconds to recover. Little Green was that vine just now??
Her usually calm, impassive face abruptly turned icy. It was as though ten thousand years of frost had settled over her features, cold enough to cut to the bone.
She pulled the Red-Tasseled Spear out of the Black Coffin and pointed it at Mu Linsen.
"You were controlling that vine? To think the illustrious Lord Ten Thousand Woods would stoop to something so vile!"
Mu Linsen did not understand. He simply clenched his fists and stared earnestly at the Peerless General. "You should apologize to Little Green!"
They were talking past each other, yet neither would yield an inch.
Terrifying pressure spread between them, and murderous intent surged skyward from the Peerless General.
Mu Linsen showed no obvious killing intent, but as his anger rose, wailing echoed throughout