Wang Quan threw his head back and laughed. "Seeing you fills my innermost being with joy, so I couldn't help shouting a few times."
"Don't read too much into it."
The youth stood with his hands behind his back, smiling without a word.
Wang Quan coughed. "I came this time to ask a few questions!"
The youth chuckled. "No problem!"
"Ask away!"
Wang Quan quickly recounted what had been in that evil creature's diary, then told him about the palace fragment and the maid in a Historical Fragment.
Hearing this, sorrow appeared on the youth's face, and he remained silent for a long time.
Afraid of stirring up more painful memories for the youth, Wang Quan dared not press him and instead waited quietly.
After a long while, the youth sighed. "I acted arrogantly, without restraint, throwing my weight around."
"Some people were dragged into trouble because of me."
"I'm not happy!"
"Come, fight!"
The next instant, the youth rushed up to Wang Quan and swung his fist.
Squawk!
A peacock appeared and passed through Wang Quan's head.
The next instant, Wang Quan's brains mingled with blood, turning into a red-and-white peacock that flapped its wings and flew south.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The youth's fist imprints rained madly down on Wang Quan, sending red-and-white peacocks flying out one after another, squawking wildly.
One breath...
A hundred breaths...
The time it took to drink a cup of tea...
The youth exhaled a turbid breath and stopped attacking.
"That felt great!"
"Did it feel great for you?"
Wang Quan... lay on the ground, twitched a few times, then dipped a finger in blood and wrote three large characters:
[Not great!!!]
The youth raised an eyebrow. "Hmm?"
Wang Quan coughed and hastily rubbed out [Not].
"So much of my brains flew out just