"You're absolutely right. That woman Qian Wanyu is selfish and cold. She turns on people faster than she turns the pages of a book. I've had enough of her." As Little Lecher vented its displeasure with Qian Wanyu, insults tumbled from its mouth one after another. It spared no effort, rambling on and on before finally concluding, "I've disliked her for ages."
"If you dislike her, why do you still obey her so readily?"
"Bullshit." Little Lecher was practically playing itself. It kicked Wenren Liangzhi, who sat leaning against the bottom stone step, with a vine and declared haughtily, "As if I'd ever obey her! I'm only-"
Little Lecher thought indignantly that if its foolish companion hadn't chosen that woman as someone to depend on for life, and if not for the blood contract, it would never have been so shackled.
After listening to its "complaints," Wenren Liangzhi snorted with a laugh. "I think you're still afraid of her. If you aren't, why obey her and guard me, even if it means letting a treasure slip past? Forget it, forget it. You don't have the guts. I misjudged you."
He had even resorted to goading it.
Little Lecher propped its head on one hand in boredom. Its other vines dipped into the Deep Pool in an orderly arrangement, soaking up clear water and sprinkling some over each of the Nine Dragon Heads arranged in a ring. The remaining vines waved about menacingly in midair, making all sorts of gestures as though mocking Wenren Liangzhi. Little Lecher said carelessly, "Don't try to goad me. You just want to leave the Dragon-Trapping Valley. Unfortunately for you, Qian Wanyu threatened and coaxed that mouse-hearted Dragon-Trapping Seal into leaving with her. What are you going to use to get out? Besides, you only told