"Hmph, the Purple Spirit Fruit is mine, I'll do with it as I please, none of your damn business!" White Tiger glared at Guyan, dissatisfied with his words.
"You... you... you stupid tiger, you deserve to be poisoned. If it weren't for Jiuli, you'd have turned into an exploding tiger by now! Hmph..." Guyan retorted with a glare.
"Damn it, who are you calling stupid tiger? Watch me teach you a lesson!" White Tiger snapped angrily.
He then leapt toward Guyan...
Guyan's figure dodged, evading White Tiger's attack and said mockingly, "Are you throwing a tantrum now? You're taking it personally! I didn't even call you by name!"
Watching the man and tiger, Mo Jiuli had a flock of crows fly over her head in thought. Why did she never realize how childish Guyan could be...
"All right, both of you shut up and stop!" Mo Jiuli commanded, watching them ready to escalate their saliva-exchanging quarrel into a full-blown fight.
