In the eyes of the Tiger Yao, this group of people was utterly wicked, like a band of Big Devils that had surged up from Hell.
"You really guessed right—we did just come from Hell."
Upon hearing King Yan Luo say this, the Tiger Yao's limbs immediately began to twitch uncontrollably. What sort of people were these? It wailed silently in its heart, realizing it couldn't hide even its thoughts from them.
"Dare call me a dead skeleton again, and I'll make you twitch ten thousand times a day."
"I wouldn't dare, never again! I'm willing to serve as the Mountain Guarding Divine Beast for you esteemed Big Devils from Hell—it would truly be my honor." The Tiger Yao lied through its teeth, feeling ice-cold inside. It had emerged into the world amidst great fanfare, but now it felt as fragile as a kitten.
"I think this place is quite nice. Why not establish a mountain gate here?" King of Qin Guang suggested.
"What powerful figures exist in this realm?" Xiao Chen asked the Tiger Yao.
