"What? Lord Xingyi struck with a spear in flight, wounding the Dragon Elephant Martial Saint, the Northwest King?"
"Have you heard? Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lord Xingyi injured the Dragon Elephant Martial Saint, causing him to bleed a lot!"
"Lord Xingyi has defeated the Dragon Elephant Martial Saint!"
"Nonsense, how could Lord Xingyi, merely at the Zenith rank, make the Dragon Elephant Martial Saint bleed, let alone defeat him. Moreover, they had no grudges against each other; why would they fight? What's that? You say you saw it with your own eyes? Then it can't be disbelieved, but do you know the reason?"
"Out of love comes hate?"
"My second great-uncle's neighbor's uncle has a friend who delivers coal to the Hanging Temple; he said it himself, it can't be wrong! That woman, so alluring!"
"The Sha River is muddy and raging, so fierce and powerful, yet it can't compare to the clear and nurturing waters of the Huai River."
The Dragon King patrols and hunts.