"Sect Leader He, those mountain peaks of yours are long and skinny. They look like five chicken claws!"
"Yes, yes."
He Qin agreed, black lines practically running down his forehead. Those peaks had always been compared to swords; this was the first time anyone had called them chicken claws. But the alliance leader was cultivating Words Become Law, so naturally, whatever he said went.
"The clouds in the sky are as adorable as cotton candy. I really want to take a bite!" Lin Bai pointed at the clouds and smiled.
Everyone was forced to plaster smiles on their faces.
Stroking his beard, Wan Qifeng said, "They certainly are. Your words have actually stirred up memories of my childhood, Alliance Leader. Once our business here is finished, I simply must visit the mortal world, buy some cotton candy, and savor it carefully."
"..."
Everyone shot Wan Qifeng looks of contempt. What a bootlicker.
Only Lin Bai gave him a thumbs-up. "Well done, Old Wan. Keep a heart as clear and sparkling as crystal, and you'll achieve twice the results with half the effort when cultivating laws."
"May your auspicious words come true, Alliance Leader." Wan Qifeng chuckled and returned the gesture.
"The Chaoyuan Sword Sect after the battle is like an ink painting rendered in rich, bold strokes. Walking through it truly refreshes the heart and lifts the spirit, like drinking a glass of honey water on a scorching summer day. Every pore cheers and dances with delight..."
Lin Bai was in no hurry to deal with the aftermath. Instead, he led the members of the Righteous Alliance on a leisurely stroll around the Chaoyuan Sword Sect, grinding the Great Language System's simile quest.
Similes did not prevent conversation.
But discussing business through similes took too much brainpower. Spouting random