Everyone was not optimistic about Zhang Heng, and even the one who made the move, Luo Ba, did not take him seriously.
Being able to dedicate himself to his noble fantasy is the blessing that this lowly field mouse has earned in his lifetime.
"I will take this three-petaled Flame Heart Lotus..."
Just as this thought was turning in Luo Ba's mind, a furry little claw suddenly rushed out and shattered his self-righteous fantasy.
"Sir, you have crossed the line."
His right claw pressed against Luo Ba's palm, and his left claw tightly grasped the Three-Petaled Flame Heart Lotus.
Zhang Heng then spat out six cold words towards Luo Ba.
"A mere lowly field mouse is worthy enough to address me as 'Your Excellency'?"
"Bastard, hand over the three-petaled Flame Heart Lotus. Otherwise, I won't mind killing you and staining my hands with your blood."
Although Zhang Heng's interception speed shocked him, who was he? He was a fantasy creature.
It is the synonym of nobility and power!
How could they possibly take a modern species of vole seriously?
If this wasn't a gambling stone shop.
If I didn't despise his lowly bloodline, I would dirty my hands.
I had easily wiped him out the moment he tried to stop me.
"Hmph! Ugly bug, your character is as disgusting as your true form."
"Even if it transforms into a sleek human form, what does it matter? To me, it's nothing more than a shabby toilet covered with clothes!"
"Dirty? You're the one in the toilet, covered in filth and unaware of it!"
Zhang Heng sneered and retorted without any hesitation.
Of course he knew what the true form of the 螁八 was.
The aura emitted by the young man in black and white robe in front of him was quite similar to that of the group of flying hydras he had encountered in the underground cave under the Gray Wood Water Marsh on the north side of Gu Zun Hall.
He was not wrong. They were indeed a group of ugly and disgusting purple worms.
But when Zhang Heng said this, everyone who heard it changed color.
Luo Ba had a gloomy look on his face, and She Ying, who had come over and was a friend of the former who got along well with him, also had a bad look on his face.
The onlookers were even more surprised at Zhang Heng's audacity.
"Even the lowly fifth-rank Jin Qianren surrendered, how dare he do that?"
"This field mouse's tongue is sharp and unstoppable, and his verbal skills are unparalleled. But doesn't he know the saying that trouble comes from the mouth?"
Bao Lingchong felt very sorry for Zhang Heng's youthful arrogance.
"That's great! He's offended Luo Ba. I'm afraid he won't see the sun tomorrow."
The man with the duckbill felt happy.
As expected of a short-sighted field mouse, he couldn't take the treasure away and even had to sacrifice his life.
"How dare you, you inferior creature! How dare you speak to Master Heba like that? Even if you die ten times, your sins will not be washed away!"
Suddenly, an arrogant shout came towards Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was Jin Qianren who spoke.
It's not enough to just surrender, are you treating Luoba like your father?
Zhang Heng felt his eyes were opened.
That's why he didn't refute it immediately.
Seeing this, Jin Qianren's mouth curled up into an arrogant arc.
As a low-level fifth-level warrior, after knowing that the person he was confronting was the Fantasy Species, he immediately chose to keep a low profile.
But what about you?
The field mouse, who was not even at the first level, was not only proud and unyielding, but could even make Luoba speechless.
Doesn't this comparison make you appear incompetent and cowardly?
The more proud and self-respecting Zhang Heng was, the more ashamed and disgraced Jin Qianren felt.
In the eyes of the corrupt, innocence is a sin.
The taller Zhang Heng's image in Jin Qianren's mind, the more he looked like a dirty and ugly maggot.
This huge contrast made Jin Qianren transform all his shame into anger.
It turned into endless denigration of Zhang Heng.
"Inferior, you..."
Jin Qianren was about to spit some dirty water, but his voice was suddenly interrupted.
"Chirp! You stinky birdman, you bad birdman, I saw your legs shaking just now, I was so scared that I almost peed myself. You are just a coward, what qualifications do you have to belittle my rat!"
The little fat girl put her hands on her waist, leaned forward, pouted, and stared at Jin Qianren angrily, standing up for Zhang Heng.
"Yes, what qualifications do you have to say that nouveau riche Rat..."
"And you, ugly bug, what right do you have to say that the fat field mouse is lowly? You are the lowly one..."
Meili and Tengyun also followed Xiao Feijiu in chattering, defending Zhang Heng's right to reputation.
Zhang Heng shook his head and smiled when he saw this, then jumped onto the little fat cat's head.
"Bang!"
Then he gave her a slap on the head.
"Chirp! Ouch! Little fat rat, why did you hit me? I was obviously scolding the bad guy for you."
The little fat boy stretched out his little hands to cover his slightly red forehead, his big silver eyes blinking, filled with grievances.
"Hey, little fat chick, I've told you so many times. Girls, keep your mouths clean and behave properly when you're out. Don't keep talking about defenses and peeing all the time."
Zhang Heng sighed helplessly.
The education problem of little Fatty was really giving him a headache.
He was used to the intrigues and the law of the jungle, so he wanted the little fat girl to remain pure forever.
"But......"
The little fat boy had a bitter face and his eyes still looked aggrieved.
"Instead of saying these, you can use other words instead."
"You could say that Biyang's thing is sweaty in his crotch."
Zhang Heng patiently educated the little Fatty.
"But the bad birdman also has sweat on his forehead!"
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