After dealing with the Second Elder, the Wing Tiger Tribe Leader decisively eliminated Xun Qing.
He had killed Xun Qing's father, planting a seed of hatred in the young man's heart. The Wing Tiger Tribe Leader would not give him the chance to grow stronger and seek revenge on the tribe.
While the Wing Tiger Tribe Leader was cleaning up the aftermath, Xun Yu scampered gleefully toward Su Yu, who was sitting atop the giant python's head.
The little thing before him exuded a sweet scent that was irresistible to a tiger, making him want to snuggle up to her.
Seemingly afraid of scaring the little thing, Xun Yu stopped about five meters from Su Yu and got no closer. Forcing his voice to sound gentle, he looked at her with longing and let out a soft whine.
Shengqing, Shi Wei, and Huai Xu shuddered. The corners of the three males' mouths twitched, their faces contorting into cringeworthy expressions.
'Damn it, my fists are itching. I really want to punch a tiger.'
