On the other hand, if he could seize this chance to smooth things over for this formidable lady and cling to her powerful thigh...
Wouldn't that give him another avenue to turn to in the Heavenly Court someday?
At that thought...
The wrinkles on Ink Horn's old face instantly bunched together. He gave two dry chuckles, scrambled up from the ground, brushed the grass off his knees, and cupped his hands toward the heavenly soldier.
"Oh dear, honored immortal, you've misunderstood. This is a tremendous misunderstanding."
Ink Horn pointed at the Scarlet-Armored Giant Rhino beside him, who was still grimacing with his thigh pierced through, and lied without blushing or missing a heartbeat. "We've been sitting around this pasture so long our bones were about to rust. Our new seal-bearing official took pity on us and came down personally in the middle of the night to help us loosen up with a little sparring."
He paused, his tone growing ever more sincere.
"Old Rhino here is a lout who doesn't know his own strength. He accidentally made a bit of a commotion and disturbed your night patrol. That was most improper, most improper indeed!"
"..."
The heavenly soldier frowned, casting a suspicious glance at the bloody hole in the Scarlet-Armored Giant Rhino's leg.
Sparring?
A Chessmaster Realm cultivator could injure a Painting Realm Great Demon this badly?
But since the mounts themselves were saying so, a mere night-patrol soldier like him had no reason to dig into such a trivial matter and needlessly offend both sides.
The heavenly soldier snorted coldly, his gaze returning to Jiang Yuechu as he spoke stiffly. "If you're sparring, exercise some restraint. The Imperial Horse Immortal Bureau is an important Heavenly Court institution. Do not cause another disturbance that alarms everyone around you. If this