"You..."
"Were you insulting me?"
Ji Hong raised his eyebrows, then abruptly waved his hand.
Old White Ape fell flat on the ground with a thud and lay motionless, while Ji Hong slowly rose, walked over to Ji Hong, crouched down, and reached out to rest his palm gently against Old White Ape's brow. He closed his eyes, as though sensing something.
"I'm still at the seventh level..."
"Next time you want to check my strength, you can just attack. There's no need to find an excuse."
"Neither of us is a good person, and neither of us is a fool. We both understand how this works."
"Hypocrisy... doesn't work on us."
"Or did you think doing this would warm my heart all day?"
Old White Ape remained sprawled on the ground, but stubbornly raised his head to look at Ji Hong and spoke helplessly.
Ji Hong nodded lightly. "You are indeed at the seventh level, but your injuries... have they healed completely?"
"Alas..."
"Could you find a way to seriously injure me that doesn't hurt too much?"
"Being seriously injured for so long really hurts..."
With the words "nothing left to live for" written all over his face, Old White Ape closed his eyes and resigned himself to fate.
"There's no painless way to be seriously injured."
"How about... getting the pain over with rather than dragging it out?"
Ji Hong looked at Old White Ape and asked tentatively.
Old White Ape's mouth twitched. "Just hit me already. I've got business to take care of afterward!"
"Mm."
Ji Hong nodded lightly again, utterly nonchalant.
The next moment, Old White Ape felt as though every bone in his body had shattered. He howled incessantly, his cries echoing through Peach Blossom Pool.
Immediately afterward, another wisp of demon aura circulated through