In Ada's simple mind, Mu Can's attempt to fight two against one was the greatest insult to him. It signified that Mu Can believed he could easily defeat both of them.
Ada glanced at the youth with the long saber next to him.
"Mu Mu, make sure to beat him so badly his own mother won't recognize him." That Ada, known for his straightforward personality, could say such a thing showed he was truly angered.
"How many times have I told you, call me Xiaolin, not Mu Mu." The youth with the saber looked helplessly at Ada. This big guy lacked nothing; not only was his strength astonishing, but the totem pole on his back weighed at least a few thousand pounds, swinging with a thunderous force, making him a very reliable teammate.
"I got it, Mu Mu." Ada scratched his head, thinking was tiresome for him; he preferred fighting, battles that required no thought at all.
Mu Can slowly walked towards the two.
