Lu Zhan, who was pulled to his feet, was confused while Tong Gua awkwardly brushed off the dust on him before patting him on the shoulder.
"The ground is too cold. Stand up and talk, brother."
Upon seeing this, Lu Zhan noticed that something was apparently amiss. After pondering for a moment, his expression began to grow murderous.
He realized that the white Big Goose had once again lost his powers and returned to being a weak chicken.
As he reached this conclusion, Lu Zhan immediately slapped Tong Gua and sent him flying flat on the ground. He then bent over to pick up his sword and close in on Tong Gua.
"Weren't you very powerful just now? Where did your cockiness go?" Lu Zhan, who had again gained control over the situation, reached out to massage his swollen face as his bloodthirstiness ran rampant.
Tong Gua, who was slammed to the ground, put on an apologetic smile.
