The fat guy looked at his companion, who had fallen into a hallucination again, and slapped him hard.
"Stop acting up. You're just a freeloader riding others' coattails for rank points, acting all high and mighty. Why don't you clear a level solo? If you've got the guts, come and spar with Master Pang over there."
The fat guy gave the thin guy the middle finger. Seeing him shrink back, he continued, "You're just smitten by that tower-gifting Fairy, thinking the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion can do no wrong. Look at you now, so out of it all the time. That Fairy is the Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion in Jing State, do you think you can dream about her?"
Having his little secret ruthlessly exposed, the thin guy blushed and was about to argue. But when people around looked his way, he felt dizzy. He just waved away the fat guy's pointing fingers, covered his face, and fled.
He was a bit out of breath.
