Compared with Xiao Liuliu's relatively gentle rebuke, Old School Striking King was positively furious. "You knew perfectly well Hill could see this, and you two still dared spout that bullshit?
"Have I been too nice to you lately, huh?"
An Idler suddenly let out a long sigh. "Oh, thank goodness, Old Age is swearing again. Otherwise, I'd have thought your marriage was falling apart!"
"Shit!" Perfect Baldhead, who had been swaying back and forth on his huge tiger, crashed to the ground.
Perhaps because she had been so focused on Cunlü and Nanfeng's situation, Old School Striking King really had been cursing people out less often lately.
Of course, that generally meant troublemakers like An Idler and Demon Sword, who raised hell every single day.
When Baldhead and the others saw those two causing trouble again, they usually could not even be bothered to argue with them anymore... if they caused any losses, they could simply be made to pay.
If the two only screwed themselves over, everyone could now turn a blind eye, laugh, and leave it at that.
But Old School Striking King could not.
She was fiercely competitive and hated seeing things in a complete mess... of course, if the troublemakers were people she did not know, at most she would stand nearby and call them idiots. She would not point at their noses and berate them, nor would she drag them along to put everything back in order.
It was easy to imagine how An Idler, Demon Sword, and several others of much the same breed spent practically every day being yelled at by Old School Striking King.
Actually, Perfect Baldhead found it pretty bizarre too.
Even Umberlee could not wreck things every single day!
After all, the Sea God merely had a brain that did