"Ahem," Li Fei cleared his throat, "you've got strength, but as for good looks, haven't noticed any yet."
"Master, look at my rosy lips and white teeth, my body strong and muscular, got the face, got the figure, isn't that beauty? I seriously suspect you're just jealous."
"Alright, alright, Lu Bu, you're the handsomest. You think you're Eastern Invincible with a pot lid on your head, clad in a sack, with seaweed around your waist, but in reality, you're just a second-generation wretch."
"Master, you're really good at insulting people, hahaha, that's just like me, so I can't help but want to give you a warm hug."
The Copper Armor Corpse's head involuntarily popped up from the ground again.
Li Fei felt embarrassed: "Tuck back in."
"Alright, then." The Copper Armor Corpse pouted and obediently burrowed back down.
"You're a ghost, so you must not be lecherous, or you'll become a perverted ghost, can't be lecherous toward women, and definitely not toward men," Li Fei cautioned.
