As for Li Qianxia, she kept staring at Princess Iron Fan's tongue, picturing Sun Wukong flying into it.
"What are you looking at?" Princess Iron Fan couldn't help but frown.
It was only because Li Qianxia was a woman; had it been a man who stared at her tongue, her Palm Leaf Fan could have sent him flying for eighty-four thousand miles—if he didn't die along the way.
"Nothing, nothing, it's just the first time I've seen someone able to eat a Magic Treasure," Li Qianxia quickly said. As long as no one provoked her, she was always polite and even a bit shy, like a female university student.
But her words were like the pot calling the kettle black, considering her own eyes could shoot lasers, and yet she found it strange that others could ingest Magic Treasures.
Princess Iron Fan didn't have time to idle talk and said, "Once we breach Mount Putuo, I'll use my fan to hold Guanyin back; you guys figure out a way to kill her."
