"Taoist, right here..."
Amidst the lush bushes, Fatty Tiger's head slowly emerged, and he whispered, staring ahead.
Zhang Kui looked forward and saw a mountain hollow, with grotesque rocks and ancient twisted trees, strands of mist entwined around the cliffs, the terrain extremely rugged.
Between the mountain crevices was an inclined cave, the bluestone surface covered in moss, roughly hewn steps carved out, faintly revealing dim light.
Outside the cave, there were several wolves of various colors standing upright like humans, wearing tattered leather skirts, pushing each other and baring their teeth.
Several long snakes were coiled beside them, hissing their tongues as if watching the commotion.
"He shouldn't be inside the cave..."
Fatty Tiger mocked, "This Mountain Demon follows the path of Moon Worship, yet he loves to imitate humans, enjoy extravagance and rules, calling himself 'Mountain Elder'. If he were here, the Hua family brothers wouldn't dare be so unruly."
