It was clear that the Magic Mirror had a misunderstanding about Fu Qian's limits.
As soon as Fu Qian spoke, the already bloodied and indistinct reflection froze completely.
"Are you even human?"
The next moment, his exclamation was tinged with dryness.
"Of course, I'm human, but your imagination is as impoverished as a virgin's wet dream," Fu Qian sighed and shook his head.
He had wanted to learn something, but it turned out that pretty much any big move of his was more impactful than this.
"What do you mean?"
Brother Magic Mirror was obviously confused.
"Emotions taken for granted piled up with overly simplistic fantasies; apart from admiring the joys of youth, there's not a single place worthy of a good review," Fu Qian retorted.
...
"Anything else? If there's no work to be done, just step down, it'll save me some effort," Fu Qian said as he flexed his wrists, eager to try.
"You're... insane!" Brother Magic Mirror's words were full of resentment.