"Let me tell you about that damned Zhan Nancheng, the place where he hid the Tiger Seal was really despicable. To begin with, I don't know what was even in that goddamn beast on the right side, aiyo my dear mother, even its tears were lethal weapons. Fortunately, I was quick-witted and adaptable…"
"Meng! Fu! Yao!"
A deep bellow abruptly interrupted her war-story narration, and Meng Fuyao's eyes widened in shock as she watched Zhan Beiye turn around with an extremely unpleasant expression on his face. His eyes were bloodshot and burning with fury, and the veins on his neck and forehead were all visible; his appearance was a terrifying sight to behold.
"Has your brain died? Who asked you to be so nosy? That is the spirit beast from the Tiansha imperial palace, meant to protect the nation, it's the most poisonous spirit beast! Not just its tears contain poison, if a single strand of fur even lands on you, then you'll immediately die ten thousand times!"
