Huo Yuhao froze. What business is it of yours whether I kill Xuan Zi? Besides, I wasn't even planning to kill him!
"Seven-Color, what are you doing?"
Huo Yuhao still did not stop. After several vicious lunging attacks, his enormous energy tiger claw stamped Xuan Zi into the ground. Though badly injured, Xuan Zi's body was still remarkably tough. Huo Yuhao had held back considerably with this strike, so despite coughing up copious amounts of blood, Xuan Zi's life was not in danger.
Huo Yuhao could not bear to cripple Xuan Zi. After all, he was a pawn to use against Di Tian.
"You hateful Huo Yuhao, didn't you hear me? I already told you not to hurt him! You're making me furious!" Seven-Color said indignantly.
Sensing Seven-Color communicating with him remotely through his Martial Soul, Huo Yuhao found it rather amusing. Show this little girl a bit of kindness, and she really would climb straight up the pole he offered her.
If Seven-Color's personality remained this awful, Huo Yuhao would have to consider whether to reformat her. After all, he had deliberately kept her around only to scheme against Douluo Star's plane will. If Seven-Color kept causing trouble, she could hardly blame him.
"Give me a reason," Huo Yuhao asked.
"Little Xuanxuan already promised to stay with me in the Bright Half-Plane forever, and I promised her I'd save that stupid ox outside."
"Little Xuanxuan?" Huo Yuhao was mortified. Although Seven-Color's original form as a plane will was indeed tens of millions of years old, Seven-Color herself had only been born a few months ago. Besides, with her little-girl appearance, calling the twenty-something Zhang Lexuan that felt jarring no matter how he looked at it.
"You make a deal with someone else, but expect me to foot the bill?