The withered, frail bodies and the distorted facial features, so out of proportion to their skulls, all indicated the relationship between these Ghost Creatures and the Green-Skinned Ghost King who had just returned.
"Your Highness, these are my offspring. Please allow me to offer them to you now. Whatever you decide to do with them, it will be none of my concern."
The Green-Skinned Ghost King dared not stand in front of the Wind Daoist, and could only kneel on the ground and bow his head in respect.
"Jun Yan!"
Feng Qing'an stared at the Ghost King for a while without uttering a word. He then turned his attention to the howling Ghost Creatures, who huddled together, clutching each other in fear, and roared...
Roar!
The black-eyed, white tiger let out an angry roar, and inhaled sharply, pulling two of the clumped Ghost Creatures into his mouth. This beast, already aroused by its appetite, didn't bother chewing and swallowed them whole.
