Slyder's arrogance was certainly a headache, but watching him lose his composure was clearly far more entertaining.
Su Wuwei lightly clapped his hands, looking as though he were enjoying a good show. Perfectly content to watch the commotion grow, he leisurely watched them fall apart.
"Truly spectacular. Unparalleled entertainment."
But before he could clap more than a few times, Wan Lan knocked him down with a sweeping kick.
"Don't imitate that Narrator. It's irritating to watch."
Lying on the ground, Su Wuwei pinched his forefinger and thumb together in an OK sign.
"Understood."
Ye Buyu poked Su Wuwei with a rock. "Don't ask for trouble, and trouble won't find you. The spectator became the spectacle. Why won't you ever listen?"
Su Wuwei folded his arms, staying down right where he had fallen.
"It's interesting, isn't it?"
He bent one leg and propped up his head, lying on his side as he looked ahead.
"This angle feels great. Like I've transcended the world."
"You certainly seem comfortable with it," Ye Buyu quipped.
While everyone else was stunned, Su Wuwei alone remained unhurried, as though he were familiar with this perspective.
Su Wuwei smiled and said nothing.
Elsewhere, Kou Ying leaned beneath the ridge of an index finger, pressing close against it and using Dark Shadow to make himself a windbreak.
Rocks clattered down from above, and fierce winds battered his surroundings.
He was like a human magnet, drawing in all the bad luck around him.
Even with Wan Lan and Lou Guanshan standing on either side of him, the falling rocks avoided them and went straight for Kou Ying.
"You two, stop watching and lend a hand?"
Wan Lan stamped on the clouds rising beneath her feet. "How? I just tried shooting apart that bigger rock, but you saw what happened.