When it came to thinking, his utterly coolheaded self was indeed badass.
But when it came to stirring shit up?
You still had to count on Ouyang in his complete form.
Ouyang planted his hands on his hips, looking invincible, and gazed up at the sky with the kindly smile of an old father. "Good boy! Give Daddy a smile!"
The face formed by the clouds paused, then curled its lips upward, and a sinister laugh rang across the entire sky:
"Heh heh heh!"
Great laugh. Never do it again!
Hearing the clouds laugh, Ouyang raised a hand to call a halt, his face dark with exasperation.
Hui Zhi stared blankly at Ouyang, but before he could ask what on earth was going on-
Ouyang snapped his fingers and said, "Sonny, gather all the clouds together. Lemme see what's going on!"
The face in the sky struggled briefly, but obediently began gathering the clouds overhead.
As the clouds gathered, the face they formed grew darker and darker, going from white clouds to overcast clouds, then black clouds, then purplish-black thunderclouds.
Once gathered, the face that had been laughing sinisterly now looked so furious its hair stood on end, with lightning flashing across it from time to time.
Ouyang was genuinely a little worried that this newly acknowledged son might turn around and strike him with lightning, committing patricide!
But Ouyang's worries were rather unnecessary. Although the face changed its expression after gathering the clouds, it never made any offensive move toward him.
Once the face had gathered all the clouds before them, the distant scenery came into view.
The two stood before an enormous cliff, with a bottomless abyss below them and a vast desert beneath it.
Even more shocking was the enormous city lying in ruins in the desert