"Oh? Heavenly Repair? Then you've asked the wrong person. If you want me to deal with that white-haired goat, I have no problem, but healing wounds is not my forte."
"Really? Ni Yang, can you handle that goat then?"
"Cough, cough, cough... Kid, are you trying to make it difficult for me? Although I am an Ancient Divine Beast with unmatched power, my current existence is but a sealed strand of Divine Soul within the Sect Leader Jade, and I'm seriously injured..."
"You want me to deal with a Golden Immortal in full status now, isn't that making it hard for me?"
Zhang Xiaoman rolled his eyes internally.
Clearly you just lightly said you could deal with that monster.
But now when I ask, you claim I'm putting you in a difficult spot.
Yet, understanding Ni Yang's personality, he knows this guy simply wants to save face and suffer silently.
If the situation were different, he might have teasingly mocked it a few more times as a form of friendly banter.
