However, there was no response. Xian Hua shook off his hand, tore apart the red demon in front of him, and plucked off its enormous head. His beard was drenched in blood, and a patch of his right brow was singed, leaving a charred scar from a purple laser!
Xian Hua's face was somber as he casually threw the huge carcass of the mountain lord down the mound, keeping only the enormous head in his hand. He turned his head and glared at the fellow behind him who was enjoying the show.
"Didn't you say not to intervene yourself..."
The other Taoist spread his hands helplessly, pulling out a celadon flowerpot from his sleeve, flat and meant for narcissus, and tossed Yue Lanzai, whom he was holding, into it.
"Alright, alright, let's get going. Emei is coming."
