Zheng's return was but a momentary transition. One second, he was waving goodbye to his teammates, the picture of calm and composure; the next, he was a completely different Zheng, seemingly shouting in frustration. Mounted on a skeletal warhorse, wielding the Tiger Soul Saber, his body was covered in wounds, and his clothes were torn, but his spirit seemed unbreakable.
"Ha! You fool, got what you deserved. I timed the Wildness Burst just right and took you down, didn't I? Thinking you could outsmart me? Ha! You're not Xuan, how could you possibly think to outwit me? Such childish schemes, easily seen through by me. After being outmaneuvered by Xuan so many times, how could I not see through these child's play tactics? Ha, and to think you were killed by me! Hahaha..."
