"Just you? And you're going to take down ten, a hundred Red Fire Chickens? Ha... Hahaha..."
Upon hearing Fang Bai's "boasting," Liu Liehu couldn't help but burst into laughter, pointing at Fang Bai and saying, "Do you think you're a Martial Artist? Alright, even if you are, could you possibly be more formidable than my grandpa and dad? If you were that powerful, you wouldn't have gotten injured in the mountains, almost dying..."
Fang Bai merely smiled, unwilling to argue with the boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and turned to go back to the thatched hut.
"Hey, wait! I have a lot of questions for you... Why did you go into the mountains alone? How did you get injured? Was it a Spirit Beast attack? It's truly amazing you weren't eaten by a Spirit Beast; you must be really lucky..."
Fang Bai ignored Liu Liehu, but like sticky candy, Liehu followed Fang Bai into the thatched hut and sat down by the bed, looking at Fang Bai and asking questions.
