The event unfolded too quickly for the ghost's comprehension. He couldn't fathom what had happened. He hadn't seen Liu Buli make a move, yet when he reacted, his arm was already gone.
He looked up to see Liu Buli standing before him, unchanged. Liu Buli watched him with a half-smile, his eyes filled with pity for the ignorant and weak.
"Master, this beast is too disobedient. You've already made arrangements for him, why won't he follow them?"
Lu Wuming's voice reached his ears. The ghost immediately turned his head. He saw Lu Wuming, who had somehow appeared beside him, his right hand transformed into a sharp claw, dripping with blood – his own blood.
Looking to the other side, the beasts he had released were not yet completely defeated. They had broken through a gap at lightning speed, and the beasts behind them were in pursuit, yet they seemed to fear something, unwilling to advance further.
Having controlled beasts for so many years, this was the first time such a problem had occurred. The ghost even forgot his bleeding arm. He only stared at the beasts, pulled out his staff with his other hand, and waved it a few more times.
As he made these movements, neither Liu Buli nor Lu Wuming made any move to stop him. Yet, even after issuing the attack command so many times, the beasts remained frozen in place, showing no intention of helping.
Too many unbelievable things had happened in a single day, and the ghost no longer knew how to react.
He stared ahead blankly, muttering, "Impossible... how can this be possible..."
"What's impossible about it? Your own confidence was misplaced from the start, wasn't it?" Lu Wuming scoffed, interrupting his self-recrimination. "My Master once told me that raising animals is like this. These beasts don't have much of a brain, so when they fear something, they can't distinguish whether they fear a being or a type of existence. When I was fighting them just now, I thought of this. So I tried releasing my ghost energy, and they indeed became obedient pets. After all, my aura is stronger and more terrifying than yours, something they can't accept, right?"
So, for such a simple and casual reason, he had lost control of the beasts he had nurtured for so long?
The ghost's eyes widened, and he stood there, stunned.
He suddenly felt that the intelligence he had always believed to be far superior to his kin was, in front of their young master, somewhat insignificant.
Why was there such a powerful and intelligent being?
No wonder, even after being displaced and wandering for so many years, the King still felt pity for him, unwilling to let him suffer alone.
If he had such a powerful child, he would surely feel the same way...
In that instant, the ghost felt as if he had glimpsed the King's entire heart.
However, before he could utter any words of praise, Lu Wuming, having finished his explanation, approached Liu Buli.
He reached out and wrapped his arms around Liu Buli's neck, nuzzling his cheek gently. Lu Wuming acted like a happy puppy affectionately clinging to its master. As he did so, he asked with immense pride, "Master, was Wuming particularly smart this time? Did I not disgrace Master? Master, look at these beasts. If you like them, we can keep them. If you don't like them, Wuming will get rid of them right now. Isn't Wuming very obedient and well-behaved?"
As a series of questions tumbled out, Liu Buli listened, feeling that his big puppy was indeed improving rapidly in this regard.
Look at him now, he had even learned to hint!
Although not a single word about rewards was mentioned, every sentence sounded like a plea for one. From a linguistic perspective alone, his big puppy had progressed so much. Was there any reason not to reward him?
Liu Buli contentedly stroked Lu Wuming's head and then spoke decisively, "I'll reward you later. Let's finish dealing with things first. Don't worry about the fate of those monsters now; let's resolve this fellow first."
As Liu Buli spoke, he gestured with his gaze towards the ghost before them.
Perhaps it was because Lu Wuming's display of affection was too heart-wrenching, but the ghost's expression had gone numb. He stood there blankly, presenting himself as ready to be slaughtered.
However, even if he hadn't wanted to be slaughtered, he seemed to have no room to struggle. Just dealing with Lu Wuming alone had already stretched him thin. Now, with both of them facing him, escaping unscathed was virtually impossible.
Gritting his teeth, the ghost made a final struggle in his mind.
But before he could even finish contemplating, Lu Wuming, at Liu Buli's signal, once again swung his ghost claws, severing the ghost's legs.
Pain shot through him, and the ghost cried out in confusion and anger, "I've already given up resisting, why are you still attacking me?"
"Giving up resistance doesn't mean giving up escape. I'm simply cutting off your retreat," Liu Buli explained. "Besides, why are you yelling? Your race has such strong regenerative abilities. Even if I chop off another arm, you can grow it back, right? Answer my questions honestly. If your answers please me, I don't mind giving you some special treatment. Nod if you understand, don't force me to make you suffer more. Do you understand?"