Feng Ruqing walked toward Mu Huan slowly. Her red dress fluttered despite the absence of wind. Her face was expressionless. "Was he the one who has taken away my big gray doggie?"
"It's Big Black, not Big Gray Doggie." The white phoenix corrected. "Why can't you even remember your pet's name? Also, it was Big Black who took him away, not him."
Feng Ruqing did not pay any attention to the white phoenix and continued, "Since Jia Xin has wounded my big gray doggie and ran away, then the person who has brought him here will pay for it! Little pot, smash her! But don't kill her at once!"
The huge pot buzzed and spat out the green-robed man, spinning and flying toward Mu Huan before it smashed her down.
It did not use too much force as it did not want to kill her. But to this huge pot that could smash a Holy Warrior into a meat pie, even if it used only the minimal force, it was not something that Mu Huan could withstand.
