Han Qing trembled with rage.
He pointed at Little Gray. "Little Gray, this may be our first time talking, but I know all about you. The boss knows perfectly well who started following him first. Don't you dare try to steal the number two spot from me!"
"Back in Cyan Moon City, the boss and I punched out the City Guards and kicked the Murongs' asses! What heroic, passionate times! That... Little Gray, you can't compare to me, so you have to call me Second Brother Han Qing!"
Little Gray's tiny skeletal head turned to give him a sidelong glance. Then, its small, bony toe scraped another line of words into the sand.
"Rank by intelligence, victory by strength. One battle?"
Seeing this line of text, Han Qing immediately wimped out.
The Little Skeleton might look harmless, but Han Qing knew his Earth Spirit Defense probably couldn't block a single poke from its bony hand.
Jiang Jichen had told Han Qing all about the Little Gray Skeleton while they were traveling.
