What's the situation with this guy?
Fish Bone knelt on the ground, took out a small knife, and cut off the Fish Bone tattoo from the back of his head.
He prostrated himself, seemingly oblivious to the pain, only sending forth a request with a face full of dedication.
"I request, Your Excellency, to grant me the right to bear a tattoo, I am willing to offer my everything to pledge my loyalty."
"..." Yu Ziqing couldn't comprehend the mindsets of these saints, but he wanted to know a lot from this guy's mouth right now.
"What is a tattoo?"
"It's the totem of each of us.
The Fish Bone at the back of my head is a peculiar small fish only the size of a palm.
In my youth, I once witnessed with my own eyes, the sharp spines on this small fish easily pierced through all the defenses of a senior.
With only a tiny, barely noticeable blood spot left on his palm, his form vanished.
A rampant Fierce Beast accidentally ate that small fish, and it completely perished.
