Shanqing Daoist was still playing "Dark Souls," and although he had ample experience with virtual deaths and a healthy respect for the Souls games, he still found himself dying frequently.
Deng Wen found it quite amusing to watch.
He didn't bother Shanqing with words, just let out a "tsk" or a chuckle, even whistling whenever Shanqing Daoist was killed by a boss or minor enemy.
—Which was more irritating than talking.
Gradually losing his patience, Shanqing Daoist, upon dying once more and hearing Deng Wen's laughter, whipped his head around to glare at Deng Wen with a grin seeping through his teeth: "Deng Daoist, what do you mean by this?"
"Shan Qing, it's just funny when you attack those monsters and get killed—but I'm not saying it's not funny when you die attacking a demon lord," Deng Wen shrugged and spoke his mind.
Deng Wen was indeed quite confident now.
