Jiang Cheng finally understood.
The Three-Eyed Tiger is a Demon King, and Li Luan also belongs to a kind of demon beast. It's no wonder they'd be scared of a Demon King.
He turned his head to see the Three-Eyed Tiger grinning coldly at the spirit bird in the sky.
"Tone down your foul temper, don't scare the guests."
As for why the Qianxing Dynasty has come, Jiang Cheng didn't even need to guess.
He had taken out the Eldest Prince; the other party couldn't remain indifferent.
For others, this situation would induce panic or a readiness for battle, but he didn't think of it that way.
This was business knocking on his door.
Just like Qi Cang before, after relentless efforts, they brought him the Eight Clouds Hall extermination package.
The Qianxing Dynasty should be more valuable than Eight Clouds Hall, right?
Brother Cheng was looking forward to it.
"What a hassle."
