Bai Yongyan said with an animated expression, "If Brother Wei is afraid of pain and reluctant to act, I can take his place. I assure you, you'll die comfortably, die happily."
"Such sarcasm! I think I should make you die first!"
Old Spider Dancer's face twisted fiercely. He slapped the bamboo tube at his waist, and its lid instantly burst off. From within, wolf spiders covered in needle-like bristles crawled out. Growing with the wind, they rapidly inflated to the size of wolfhounds in a single breath. Amid the fearful cries of the guests, their eight legs worked furiously as they charged towards Bai Yongyan.
"Why such agitation, Brother Wei? I merely offered a minor suggestion," Bai Yongyan shook his head and slapped the ground with his palm. "Be careful not to get overexcited. With blood rushing to your head like that, you might depart from us before an hour has passed."
