"Incompetent leadership." Staff chief Rovi is a straightforward person; no other city wall has ever come to ask for elixir, only the Temple Knights, led by Brut, come to ask for elixir every hour on average.
Old Lizard pretends not to hear; he believes he doesn't need to bicker with any warrior from the Summer Palace guards. These people are all madmen, and a good person never argues with madmen.
"Rovi! Give me another box of elixirs!" Liu Zhenshake throws away his wolf fang club and shield, wiping the blood from his face with a towel: "Damn it, this is really strange! These octopus warriors are so short, logically they shouldn't be so brave, why are they all desperately climbing the city wall? They are at least five times smaller than the Antelope Warriors, what kind of courage does it take to charge up and risk their lives? One or two would be understandable, but how come they're all like suicidal maniacs? Where in the world are there so many suicidal maniacs?"
