Looking at Hou Yi, who had suddenly gotten clever and was earnestly discussing the World-Destroying Black Lotus with him-no, this was no longer about the World-Destroying Black Lotus, but his entire fortune-Gungun really... wanted to take off his slipper and fling it in his face.
But!
He wasn't wearing slippers. In fact, he wasn't wearing shoes at all.
Still, that didn't matter. He might not be wearing any, but he had one.
Gungun immediately pulled open his hemp shorts, took out a slipper, and swung it at Hou Yi, roaring, "I'm telling you, I've even got a crotch-protecting slipper in my collection! Do you believe me now?"
Hou Yi hurriedly backed away to dodge it and asked, "Brother Gungun, you've even got magical treasures hidden in your pants?"
"I've got magical treasures all over me. Take this!"
Thwack!
"Ow!"
After a brief tussle, Hou Yi finally took a slipper to the face, and the discussion of the World-Destroying Black Lotus and Gungun's fortune came to an end.
On the way back to Mount Buzhou.
"Great Shaman, remember this: stop misunderstanding me. I may have a little wealth, but I really don't have a treasure like the World-Destroying Black Lotus, which can destroy heaven and earth. Look into my sincere eyes and answer me. Do you believe me?" Gungun asked Hou Yi.
With a somewhat bruised eye, Hou Yi looked at Gungun's fat face and sincere eyes, slowly shook his head, and answered, "No."
Gungun: "..."
There was no love left.
"Hou Yi, why do you keep thinking the Witch Scribe has the World-Destroying Black Lotus? Doesn't everyone say that treasure disappeared after the war between the Dao and the demons?" Kuafu asked Hou Yi quietly.
"About two hundred thousand years ago, when I went to the Iron-Eating Forest to see