"My knife! My knife! Found it!" The serpent's head, cobbled together from different animals, resembled both a cow and a dog, covered in scales, with pupils as murky as a pig's yet human-like.
"It's Xi Fengzi! Xi Fengzi took my gift and my knife too!"
Flesh and Blood slid down the stone beam piece by piece, and upon touching the ground, it reformed into a thick leg.
It wasn't yet midnight, and Gao Ming couldn't see the butcher's complete form, only a "world" composed of living Flesh and Blood.
"How could Xi God steal our knife? It must be a misunderstanding," a shrill voice called out from the pool of flesh and blood: "Figure it out before acting, we just clashed with Mr. Tang, we can't afford another..."
Before the shrill voice finished, the legs made of livestock flesh and blood began sprinting towards the bridal procession, with the massive snake tail dragging a long trail of blood on the ground.
