Wangzai Little Buns heard this and said in a somewhat perplexed manner, "Aren't you wearing armor? And you weren't really hurt. Their archery is pretty good."
Flatulence glanced at Wangzai Little Buns, "You don't understand, this concerns a man's dignity. That sneaky kid is too insulting."
Iron Black Pot put away the bow and arrow and walked over, "Hey? What are you two arguing about?"
Flatulence looked at the approaching Iron Black Pot and then moved closer to ask, "Scapegoat, you were just shooting from behind with cold arrows, you should have seen who shot the arrow under my leg, right?"
Iron Black Pot reached out and pushed Flatulence away, "What's with this talk about cold arrows? You talk so unpleasantly, aren't you afraid your knee hasn't been shot by an arrow? Want me to find a chance to give your knee an arrow shot next time?"
Flatulence chuckled lightly, "Just a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue, you're the Divine Archer, the main C position."
