The Tiger Slave Master sneered at Wen Wen, "Did you think I wouldn't notice that you had strewn your hair all over this stadium?"
"My scissors can cut through anything, Old Bear's skin can withstand any attack. I am the mightiest spear, and he is the mightiest shield. Together, we can defeat any enemy!"
"While Old Bear holds you down with his tough body, I will use my scissors to cut off all the hair you've set up. Without your hair, I want to see how you'll fight us!"
Wen Wen yawned and said, "Don't you think you're talking too much? You're just a minor henchman before the boss, so don't waste my time."
The Tiger Slave Master swallowed, not really confident, but if he didn't put on a strong front, he truly didn't have the courage to follow his superior's orders.
He bared his sharp fangs and said viciously to Wen Wen, "You this..."
"Enough with the nonsense!"
