The void was silent.
The entire forest seemed to have quieted down at this moment. Only a faint beast roar could be heard from a distance.
The White Tiger Great Demon lowered its head, obediently crouched on the ground, looking extremely timid.
Bai Ziyue glanced at it casually and said, "Speak, what is going on?"
The White Tiger Great Demon's body shook, its eyes like copper bells cautiously looked at Bai Ziyue and explained in a low, submissive voice, "The Black-striped Leopard and I, we are mortal enemies.
A hundred years ago, it took advantage of my absence while hunting and ambushed my territory, Thousand Peaks Ridge.
When I returned, all my descendants and my tribe were slaughtered. For this reason, I waged a great war against it... but was defeated."
*At this point, its mood was slightly downcast.*
*As a Tiger King, its pride did not allow it to admit its shortcomings.*
*But that was the truth.*
*And it did not dare to hide anything.*
