"Roar...!! You thieving skeleton! You dare try to rob your grandfather?!"
The Purple-Striped Thunder-Winged Tiger was so incensed by Shi Lei's demand of the Purple-Flame Thunder-Striped Grass as compensation for the mine damage that its tiger whiskers stood on end. Its thunder wings beat furiously, whipping up a sky full of lightning snakes!
Its crimson tiger eyes glared fixedly at the skeleton sitting astride the Falcon King's back, and at the chilling, desolate aura of death faintly leaking from the skeleton's Dantian that made its scales prickle. "The grass under my backside... Bah! Is my grass anything you can set your sights on?! I'll chop you and this golden-feathered bird into ash together and use you as fertilizer for Tiger Lord's flowers!"
Chapter 528