"My goodness, thank heavens I surrendered quickly. I can hardly imagine what would have become of me if I'd suffered a verbal assault like that."
Cirrus watched, dumbfounded, as Jiang Yu drove Xiyan into despair step by step. At that moment, she couldn't help voicing her feelings.
"Heh heh, now you've got a whole new understanding of how terrifying this brat is, huh?" Tail said.
"I do. I really do." Cirrus nodded, murmuring dazedly as she recalled it:
"Even when this brat isn't glowing, he's hard to possess. I see it now. The thing he fears least is all this long-winded manipulation. His will is too firm. I've never seen anyone so... so... set in his ways."
As Cirrus said this, quite a few things must have passed through her mind. Perhaps she had wanted to call Jiang Yu obsessive and arrogant, or perhaps headstrong and self-important.
But to avoid getting slapped, she ultimately chose a relatively pleasant-sounding assessment from all those words.
"That's Little Fish for you," March 7th said from the side. "Fighting and fixing things aren't this kid's only talents. His mouth is just as formidable."
Stelle, who had witnessed just how formidable Jiang Yu's mouth was on many occasions, nodded repeatedly beside her and added:
"Most importantly, once Little Fish starts going off, he won't stop, whether what he's saying is right or wrong. He won't give you even the slightest opening to argue back.
"People without manners struggle to talk back to him, and people with manners can't talk back at all. And that's the mild part. Do you know what the real problem is?"
Stelle spoke with a mysterious look.
The others shook their heads, while Qingque slowly said from the side, "The real problem is that Little Fish never lets up once he