"Kill, kill..."
Fang Xing, within the Skull Head Bone, shouted fiercely, rushing swiftly towards Qiu Xin Cliff.
"Do you have to act so fervently?"
Yaochi Little Princess felt he was overacting and murmured softly.
"What do you know?"
Fang Xing turned back and scolded her, saying: "Those two Divine Kings will be here soon, who knows how furious they'll be? Even though it's the old undying one at Qiuxin Cliff who killed them, it still relates to me. I've already had deep hatred with that Immortal God-King—who knows if he'll randomly lash out at me during his rage? Do you expect him to reason with me now? So, staying outside is asking for death; it's better to perform well, lead the troops to attack Qiuxin Cliff. The more chaotic the scene, the less they'll notice me. Later, I'll sneak back to Shenxiao Palace, find the Divine Master, and resolve it. Anyway, they can't out-talk me!"
