"Good heavens, where did this tiger come from!"
Grandma Cui over there, who had initially had a grip on Shen Qiuyang's henchmen, couldn't help but let go and started scrambling away in terror, running straight toward Grandma Cui.
Grandma Cui, with a greedy look on her face, said, "This beast's fur is rather nice, what's there to fear? With so many of us here, can't we handle just one of them? Get moving, let's all go at once, slaughter this beast, and skin it!"
Da Bai, who lived on Taihang Mountain, was greatly revered for his tiger authority and was extremely human-like in understanding.
It was as though he understood. He growled fiercely toward Grandma Cui, and with that growl, the bag that had been in his mouth dropped to the ground.
Instead of recoiling, Grandma Cui spat out a mouthful of saliva disdainfully: "Ptui, this beast dares to bully me, the Old Lady!"
