"I've never beaten a woman in my entire life! Aye, this has nothing to do with me!"
Greathorns waved his hands vigorously, trying his best to disassociate himself from the little crying fiend. Wu Qi could not help rolling his eyes—since when could a mighty Dao Fusing expert lie so shamelessly? Since when did Greathorns's moral quality become so low?
The lion man, who a moment ago was hacking the little fiend with his longsword and smashing her with his thick, heavy shield, had long put away everything in his hands. By now, he was lying on his stomach atop a branch, snoring, as if he had nothing to do with anything. When Greathorns saw that, he simply walked to the shore of the lava sea and dived into the boundless magma, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
