"Ah, fellow immortal, what exactly do you want me to call you? If you want to say it, then say it clearly! Only if you say it can I know! How could I know if you don't say it? Since you wouldn't say it, I had no choice but to address you like this, didn't I? But now you're dissatisfied again, so you need to explain your thoughts to me! Once you say it, there's no way I won't address you as you requested. Only if you say it can I know what you're thinking, and only then can I call you something that satisfies you. It's impossible that you'd tell me and I still wouldn't call you that. If you don't say it, I insist on calling you that. Let's be reasonable! I'll count to three now. You'd better make clear how you want me to address you..."
Xiao Hua was in high spirits. With just a few sentences, he had thoroughly bewildered Ao Shuai, Old Demon Zhi Feng, and Princess Baihua. Ao Shuai and Old Demon Zhi Feng stared at Xiao Hua in disbelief, then grabbed their ears and tugged hard, as though they wanted to pull Xiao Hua's words out of their ears and listen to them again. Princess Baihua was even more exaggerated—she immediately clutched her stomach and bent over the stone table, unable to rise again, clearly laughing until her belly hurt!
Leaving aside the mess Xiao Hua had made of Pavilion Nine, within the stone wall lay a somewhat dim triangular space. The newly vanished Nine Heavens Superior and the cultivator called Qing Yu both wore grave expressions. A faint dark-golden light flickered in Nine Heavens Superior's eyes, as though he were looking outside.
"How is it?" Qing Yu could not help asking. "The