Shen Lang took a deep breath and said, "I know... How about we play rock-paper-scissors for it!"
...
Nalan Ziyun stood stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage. She spun around and, with a loud THUD, kicked Shen Lang right off of Tears of Paradise.
Tears of Paradise sped up, vanishing into the distance like a gust of wind.
Shen Lang unfurled his Ghost King's Wings and gave frantic chase, shouting in exasperation, "Holy shit, can't I even tell a joke to lighten the mood? You have zero sense of humor... Stop for me! Don't run!"
"Cut the crap and catch me yourself!" Nalan Ziyun's laughter drifted back from the distance.
"Ghost King, chase her! Faster! Goddammit, you're useless! I feed you the best, give you the best to drink, and raised your Cultivation to its current level, so how are we falling further and further behind? Get your speed to maximum and chase her, now!"
