"Oh, Qing Niu, you dared to fly in the Heavenly Court?" Yi Zheng exclaimed in surprise.
Qing Niu snorted, "I am the mount of the Daoist Ancestor of The Three Pure Ones. I follow the rules of the Heavenly Court when I like, and ignore them when I don't! Do you think I'm one of your kind of trash?"
Ying Zhao said, "Brother Rabbit, he's talking about you."
Yi Zheng glared at Qing Niu, who disdainfully said, "Wasn't talking about you."
Yi Zheng's face looked much better, but Qing Niu continued, "I'm talking about all of you, a bunch of trash, scum. If it weren't for the Queen Mother of the West's intervention today, I'd have stewed you all!"
Yi Zheng, Ying Zhao, Kaiming Beast, Lu Wu, and Rare all had darkened faces, thinking, "This damn ox is so insulting!"
Ying Zhao and the others were frightened by this ox and dared not make a sound.
But Yi Zheng was different and shouted, "Qing Niu, don't go too far!"
