The weather finally cooled down; seizing this opportunity, I'm going all out for votes on Sanjiang.
Black Donkey sat up straight, looking all serious. However, the sight of a donkey trying to imitate a human's posture was inherently comical. Zhou Heng couldn't help but snicker, eventually bursting into loud laughter.
"You little brat, asking for a beating!" Black Donkey sent a hoof flying in a kick.
Zhou Heng had been with it for seven or eight days; how could he be unprepared for this shameless donkey? He quickly dodged with a sidestep. Waving his hand, he said, "I apologize. I really shouldn't be laughing at a shameless donkey like you trying to act human!"
"I will kick you to death!"
Once things had calmed down, Black Donkey cleared his throat with a cough and said, "Cultivating the Martial Path is a process of turning the physical body into a god. What is a god? If you are the true master of this continent, a thought can make all living things flourish. That is a god!"
