(Bonus update in thanks for the donation from Spear of Shilana.)
A dangerous gleam appeared in the Farseer's eyes.
"Ignorant human, do you know who you're speaking to?
I am the mighty ruler of Valhalla Craftworld, a master of psychic power, the supreme Farseer, a master of the prophetic arts.
Human, you had better show me some respect!"
Li Qinwu curled his lip.
"That's it? You've barely scratched the surface!
I'm a distinguished resident of the Country Garden Residential Community and the fearsome holder of a second-tier university degree. Once, in a state of extreme rage, I polished off two baskets of steamed buns, a basket of dumplings, a bowl of rice noodles, and two fried eggs.
And I never activated Huabei's buy-now-pay-later service throughout university. After graduating, I used my salary to build a PC with a 5090. Aside from jerking off, I don't smoke or drink and have no bad habits.
With credentials like mine, aren't I worth more than some Aeldari Farseer?"
Out in the world, you had to give yourself your own street cred, and Li Qinwu felt he had plenty.
The Farseer narrowed her eyes and said:
"Let me see where my people are first!"
Li Qinwu shook his head.
"Let me see where my Bone Flute is first!"
Both of them were forceful and aggressive, neither willing to give an inch. The atmosphere froze into a tense stalemate.
A dangerous aura emanated from the Farseer.
"Insolent human, are you threatening me? Threatening a Farseer?"
Li Qinwu said, "No, no, no," and reached down to tap the nuclear warhead beneath his ass a few times.
A moment later, a countdown appeared on the nuclear warhead's electronic display.
10, 9, 8...
"That wasn't a threat. Now this is a threat!"
Li Qinwu sat grinning atop the