The f*cking ugly goblins, ahem, demon cultivators noticed us when we were about to land. Junior brother immediately jumped down from his sword and grabbed it, cutting off the head of one of the gob- cough, demon cultivators.
It took me a longer time to dismount, so junior brother yelled at me to hurry up.
Hmph. I'm taller than you, okay? Which means I need to hover closer to the earth to not fall on my f*cking face, man. Leave me alone.
Besides, I'm fighting with a f*cking stick. What's your excuse, man?
Junior brother beheaded another goblin.
Well... I guess you don't need an excuse.