"Ow, my handsome face!"
Aodejiao lay sprawled on the ground, groaning in agony, as though his entire world had collapsed in that instant.
"Brother Jiao, how are you? Here, let me help you up!"
Yang Jihua felt as though a knife were twisting in her heart, the ache nearly tearing it apart. This was already Brother Jiao's second fall; he must have scraped himself in quite a few places.
"Brother Jiao, why is your mouth crooked...?"
A woman spoke with a terrified expression and a trembling voice, as though she had witnessed the end of the world. Aodejiao's upper and lower jaws had gone their separate ways, as if each had developed a mind of its own.
"Mmph, mmph, mmph..."
Aodejiao tried to say something else, but only a series of airy, muffled sounds escaped him. They were so indistinct that no one could make out what he was saying.
"Brother, just bear with it a little longer."
Crack!
Odin and Rahhan hurried over and forcefully wrenched Aodejiao's mouth back into place with their hands. Then they pinched his nose and gave it a hard twist, straightening that out too.
"Fuck, that bastard deserves a thousand cuts..."
Once his mouth was back to normal, Aodejiao immediately unleashed a torrent of curses. His deafening swearing thundered out, while warm streams continued to flow from his nose and down past the corners of his mouth.
"You damned old man, what else do you want?
"We already gave you spirit stones and pills! How can you still be so insatiably greedy?!"
Odin and Rahhan's fury made their hair stand on end, their roars erupting like a volcano. This damned old man was treating them like cash machines, demanding more without end.
"Hehehe, what I said just now was a hundred million top-grade