Xuan Long gave him one last lazy slap with his tail that sent him rolling into a bush. Then he finally stopped, staring down coldly at the shaking bald bird.
Luo Chen still didn't understand what was happening.
He lay there on the ground, half-bald, feathers scattered all around like a small snowstorm, his head dizzy from all the slaps. His pride hurt even more than his body.
He didn't get it... why was this snake beastman so angry with him?
If he wanted to fight, they could fight like normal beastmen...claw against claw, tooth against tooth. But why was he humiliating him like this?
He looked at his own reflection in the muddy water nearby and almost cried. He really looked like a plucked bird.
Grinding his teeth, he yelled angrily, "You feral beastman! What the hell are you doing?! Why are you treating me like this?"
