"What did you say?!" a Cold-Blooded Snake Beastman hissed furiously. "This is our Mistress! You speak of us dismissively, that's one thing, but how dare you slander our Mistress!! Shut your foul mouth!!"
The veins on the Cold-Blooded Snake Beastmen's foreheads bulged. They were held back from lashing out only by their respect for Si Yan.
The Cold-Blooded Snake Beastmen were notoriously unpopular. It was rare enough for a female to willingly become their Mistress. It was rarer still for that Mistress not to despise them. And it was an incredible rarity for her to specially pick Snake Fruits for them. For once, they had tasted respect! How could they possibly allow other Beastmen to insult their Mistress!
