Huangfu Yi lay on his back in the Blood River, looking at the dissipating smoke and rain, as the East gradually brightened and the sky lightened little by little, feeling an unprecedented tranquility in his heart.
He didn't know how long he had been lying there when suddenly, in his field of view, a Catfish came up to look at him, blew a bubble, and spoke in a systematic voice,
"Hmph, two wastes managed to beat you up like this, they're really useless!"
Huangfu Yi looked at it,
"So am I considered a waste now?"
"Did you think I was complimenting you? Hmph! Don't lie there slacking off! Get up and continue practicing! Lick yourself up!"
"Bleh bleh bleh!"
The Catfish wildly wagged its tongue across Huangfu Yi's face, leaving it with a fishy saliva taste. After finishing, it even spat twice and used its fin to wipe the blood off its tongue, as if it was quite disgusted...
