After some explanation, everyone understood Zhang Xiu's fondness for messing around.
"So, is that heliobus, Fuyan, still inside Mr. Zhang Xiu's body?"
"Yeah, but it's unconscious right now. I can control the power inside me, sure, but seeing a piece of my body missing was still pretty unpleasant."
Yes, the power released when Zhang Xiu restored his body had squeezed Fuyan unconscious. It was about as pathetic as could be, and it wanted to challenge Jing Yuan?
Zhang Xiu had just one word for that: "Scrub."
Still, it was a fragment of an entity that had at least served as a speed bump for the previous general. After a little while, Fuyan woke up.
Like Mr. Tail, it emerged as spirit fire out of thin air. That huge eyeball gave Zhang Xiu a sudden sense of déjà vu.
"What's going on? What exactly happened?"
"You got knocked out like some stray dog by the roadside, dumbass. Why'd you even come out? Trying to make an exhibition of yourself?"
Mr. Tail certainly wouldn't spare its feelings. Seeing it suffer, he naturally had to mock it mercilessly.
But Fuyan's huge eyeball took one look at Mr. Tail, who could cosplay the Big Bad Wolf with a scar on his face and a hat, and immediately understood his current predicament.
"You have the nerve to talk about me? The most belligerent fragment of the great heliobus Liaoyuan, sealed inside a cowardly little girl to serve as her watchdog."
"No, you don't even qualify as a watchdog anymore! You're just a tail!"
"Give you an inch and you climb all over me, huh?! You, that kid called Zhang Xiu! Hurry up and let it out! I'll swallow it right now!"
Watching the two balls of fire go at each other, Zhang Xiu shrugged helplessly,