Shen Luo didn't utter a word, but positioned his body in front of Ying Luo, his hand hidden in his sleeve, already clutching the half-moon ring.
The Heaven Devouring Tiger cocked its ears and slightly pulled at the corner of its mouth, its mannerisms eerily human-like, brimming over with clear contempt.
"The Mad Leopard excels in ambushes and escapes. Last time, my claw failed to land a fatal blow, so it managed to run away. I never expected it to die at your hands. What a useless creature," The Heaven Devouring Tiger lifted one forepaw and licked it while saying this.
Shen Luo thought of the scratches on the face of the Mad Leopard, realizing that they were most likely from this tiger demon. Considering the demon's strong evil aura and formidable presence, far surpassing the Mad Leopard, Shen Luo felt a tightening in his chest and carefully shielded Ying Luo, pulling back a little bit.
