"Well, well, well... Heheheh. I never expected this. I came out for a hunt and ran into a Heaven-Swallowing Fox. Though... you're just a descendant of that old fellow, and your bloodline isn't very pure, you should still be... barely edible!"
The pervy old man gulped, his eyes gleaming as he stared at Master Mao.
Master Mao's fur bristled, and he snarled, "You old turtle bastard, who the hell do you think you are? You dare get ideas about me? Aren't you afraid I'll shatter that mouthful of rotten teeth of yours, AAAAAHHHH?"
"I *am* a turtle, so what are you gonna do about it?" The pervy old man rolled his eyes. "Don't be hasty, little kitty. Your flesh may be delicious, and I'd love a bite, but... I have more important things to do right now."
The pervy old man chuckled, then turned to Xu Luo, the light in his eyes growing even brighter. He bared his teeth. "Eighth Star Monarch. I trust you've been well."
Xu Luo's expression didn't show much surprise.
