In the tea house, Zhou Li, seeing the admiring gaze from Deadman's Blade, humbly pressed down his hand, signaling the other to refrain from exclaiming out loud.
"Grand Chancellor Zhou truly is the unparalleled Chiyou among men."
Upon learning of the vile poison in the bag, Deadman's Blade felt that it would have been a great loss to the Demon World if the other were not a monster. He sat erect and respectful as if facing a great mentor, saying with utmost reverence:
"With this bag of poison powder, slaughtering the Imperial Forest Army will be like picking something out of one's pocket, effortlessly!"
"That's good."
Zhou Li nodded and said indifferently, "Don't disappoint the lady."
"I will remember this."
Nodding, Deadman's Blade spoke solemnly, "I will not fail your teachings and vow to poison and ambush with integrity."
"Good that you understand."
