"Were all the women of the Witch Race this savage? They wouldn't even let me finish a sentence. Talk about reckless!"
For the first time in his life, Ling Feng had been driven like a duck onto a perch, forced into something against his will. Being carried along left him thoroughly jostled and helpless.
There was nothing he could do. He simply couldn't beat these two members of the Witch Race.
Xuan Ming in particular was a humanoid tyrannosaur, with a temper as explosive as his figure. A single flight of his rainbow streak covered a million miles, moving so fast that even chasing the wind and overtaking the moon fell short!
Before long, Xuan Ming brought Ling Feng to his own tribe.
"Sister, we're home. You can give this fellow a proper examination now and see whether he's one of our people."
Xuan Ming put Ling Feng down and spoke to Houtu, who arrived right behind him.
Houtu nodded and walked up to Ling Feng. He spoke up. "You really have misunderstood. I really am not one of your people."
"Cut the nonsense and lie down. My sister will know whether you are once she examines you."
Xuan Ming held out a hand. An Ice Spear suddenly appeared, its tip aimed straight at Ling Feng.
Feeling threatened, Ling Feng dared not waste another word. He lay down like a corpse and closed his eyes, submitting to Houtu's examination like a man about to be raped by a woman.
Houtu couldn't help laughing at the sight. Gentle by nature, she offered a word of reassurance. "Don't worry. I'm only examining you. I won't hurt you."
Ling Feng could sense Houtu's goodwill as well. He nodded without saying a word.
He knew they had mistaken him for one of their tribespeople