"Wusong fought tigers, and you specialize in fighting dogs, is that it?" the scorpion suddenly threw a dagger at Tang Huai.
Tang Huai shook her somewhat dull hand; the pain in her wrist was only now setting in...
She spat and then retorted, "Wusong was a man, I'm a woman! Plus, Wusong had a drink before he fought the tiger; I haven't even had a full dinner."
"You're so amazing, you're so amazing," the scorpion surrendered. If it continued to be insolent, it feared there'd be no meat to eat.
The wolf-dog struggled to stand, but it had lost its nerve. After making a few whimpering sounds, it lay down.
Its head also drooped onto its two front paws.