Meeting
" Ha ! To think the woman wants to protect a warrior like god Mo Qiu ! The heavenly princess is arrogant, and megalomaniac. How do you know that the warrior god Mo Qiu did not kill the evil emperor, and the princess only died because she got in the way ? " The angry man who was questioned grumbled.
He seems to be an orthodox chauvinist, who firmly believed in patriarchy.
The argument would have gone on, if not for the loud bang sound.
They all turned to the door.
MoQiu was the one standing at the door, and he had just thrown down two unicorn horns the size of meter and half on the ground.
They looked at the extremely thick and sharp unicorn horn on the ground, then the all one ninety cm of concentrated muscle that is MoQiu, then at the sword that hung on his shoulder, extended till his calves ! They shut their mouths one after another.
MoQiu lazily perused the room.