"Did Eunuch Lu grow freesias on his tongue?" Cunlü asked in confusion as she watched the battle below from the cliffside.
"Do those flowers mean something?" Myriad-Heaven Net asked curiously, knowing his mistress well.
"Elegance and innocent charm. They're suitable for giving to a lively young woman," Nanfeng said with difficulty.
"Something seems off, but... there's still a connection." Myriad-Heaven Net recalled the days and nights Umberlee had spent trading insults with their bald clan leader and muttered, "She's as lively as a bald loli."
Humans really were visual creatures.
Back then, Umberlee's body had only been half complete. Her head was covered in filthy seaweed, her body in a chaotic mess of shells, and her expression was ferocious. The most eye-catching things were her two rapidly waving arms and ten long, sharp claws.
Anyone who saw her would probably first think she was an Abyssal Evil God and carefully avoid provoking her.
The current Umberlee, however, had slit her close-fitting dress high on the left side so it wouldn't hinder her in battle, leaving one long leg faintly visible.
She still had long seaweed, but it was tied around both legs like black ribbons... On her feet were black polka-dot sandals with winding snake-shaped straps.
Eunuch Lu truly understood the human heart.
For tall Umberlee, the only things she could firmly remember were not laughing aloud when killing creatures and not bending at the waist to a full ninety degrees... Several times, those on the cliff had seen the goddess bend to forty-five degrees before immediately straightening as though she had received some signal.
To ensure this, Umberlee paid close attention to her distance from her enemies, lest they be too close to grab conveniently.
As a result, her movements looked exceptionally rhythmic... When striking, she was as swift