Trading couplets with a pig.
Anyone could tell nothing good would come of it.
"You pig from the Mortal District, you might not know what the Hall of Envoys represents, but I can tell you this: you've messed with the wrong people!"
The ropes bit into Xiao Zhize, making his whole body ache. He had never been treated like this before.
"You'd better let us go right now, or I'll make sure your Mountain and Sea Empire is reduced to dust!"
The Pig Emperor looked at Xiao Zhize with an expression of pity, as if gazing upon an imbecile.
'We're already at this point, and you still think you're some young master?'
'Can't you read the room?'
'This is Within the Pass, protected by the Power of the Dragon Vein.'
'Unless a top-tier expert from the Immortal Realm descends, those clowns from the Hall of Envoys can't even get in.'
'And you fucking dare to threaten me!'
"I have decided! I'm giving you the deluxe package: twice a day, twelve hours each time!"
Xiao Zhize: "..."
