Taking advantage of the gap while the machine shuffled the tiles, the Cat Demon glanced at the Tiger across from him, then at the Leopard Demon sitting on his right, and finally, involuntarily turned his gaze toward the young Little Candle Dragon on his left.
The Tiger seemed oblivious, unable to read the identity card, while the Leopard Demon might have discerned something, for his hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.
Ha, the child of the Great Commander's family, you dare to speak so wildly, pointing fingers at someone who might just be a cub from one of the five branches of the Short Demon Candle Dragon Clan. If their family caught wind of your words, you might end up with tiger whip in liquor next.
Thinking of this, the Cat Demon smiled at the young Little Candle Dragon before him, "Don't worry, your Tiger Brother is just joking, who would dare commit robbery in Chang Tang territory."
At least, establish a good rapport first.
