First of all, Cui Hao was no idiot. Second, he certainly wasn't itching for a beating.
His master's words had carried a very strong warning.
Cui Hao looked over again.
At that moment, Qinghe's eyes were slightly narrowed, her expression hovering between a smile and no smile, as though saying-You've got some nerve, young man!
Cui Hao clenched one fist and slammed it into his open palm with a smack.
Then he put on a look of sudden realization and spoke as he walked:
"Oh dear! My brain hasn't been working lately. I remembered wrong. What I actually heard was that the Flood Dragon was extraordinarily mighty, smashing the enemy to pieces in no time and even skinning them alive!"
"Tell me, why did that person have to go and do that?! They really had no eyes."
Looking deeply moved by his own lament, Cui Hao walked behind his master, then reached out like Chen Baiqing and grabbed his master's other sleeve.
His meaning could not have been clearer-Master, protect me!
Chu Xingchen obligingly stretched out a hand in a protective gesture, like a parent shielding his young.
Qinghe's expression remained unchanged, but she raised her voice to ask, "Are you sure it was a human who got skinned?"
"Of course!" Cui Hao nodded hastily. "That was a Flood Dragon! A legendary divine beast of unmatched valor!"
A hint of teasing appeared on Qinghe's face as she looked at Chu Xingchen and said:
"If I remember correctly, you were the only human who fought that day, weren't you? Care to tell us how it felt to be skinned by me?"
Cui Hao suddenly felt that the sleeve in front of him had turned a little cold.
Damn it!
This Flood Dragon was far too blackhearted! She'd actually laid a trap!