Rivals tend to see red when they meet.
Rah glanced at Mious's snake tail, then raised his wrist, which was entangled by two small snake tails, and his already dark-gray face became even darker.
"So you're the father of these two little ones."
The last time they met, it was with fervent hostility, and at this moment, seeing each other again only deepened their disdain.
Especially for Mious, he remembered with all his heart how this damned bandit had forced Ashu.
The two stared at each other with murderous intent, the tense atmosphere growing ever more intense.
Seeing the thick snake tail whip through the air and Rah's arm covered with scales, Wen Shu quickly stepped forward, holding the cub in her arms, and stood between the two.
"Mious, how is it outside?"
She coaxed the oblivious cub in her arms, who was still blowing snot bubbles, and glanced at Rah behind her, "And you, aren't you injured?"
