Xu Chunliang was amused by his words and laughed. "Old thief, listen to my advice: kill yourself, save yourself the humiliation."
Cao Xinwei said, "Brat, you really are arrogant. Even if you've taken away her Profound Yin Body, it's useless. She's the furnace cauldron I painstakingly refined. What you've done is nothing more than a cow eating peonies and a pig rooting cabbages."
Xu Chunliang smiled with narrowed eyes and said, "Whether it's a cow eating peonies or a pig rooting cabbages, the reality is she's already my woman. Old thing, stop indulging in your delusions."
Cao Xinwei's fury had reached its peak; his Tianchi acupoint hurt like being pricked by needles. His hands swung back and forth as if drawing circles.
Xu Chunliang mocked, "Putting on a show of gods and ghosts." Though his words were light, he didn't dare be careless in the slightest. His left hand swept back slightly, signaling Xiahou Mulan to move aside.
