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"I said... hand it over to me..."
"As for... the affairs of you juniors... we don't have time to listen... nor are we interested."
The half-closed eyes of the Tomb-Guarding Tiger Demon were filled with indifference.
Under its gaze, An Tuxiao's face twitched, no longer possessing the courage to speak nonsense that he had when in front of the other old demons of his clan.
Just that move alone was enough to show the vast difference in strength between them.
Even if he truly couldn't accept it, at this moment he could only forcefully suppress the resentment and anger in his heart.
"You will regret this... he will definitely seek revenge later..."
An Tuxiao's voice became more stifled, and he squeezed out a sentence through clenched teeth before forcefully pulling out a Water Lotus from his bosom.
At those words, the Tomb-Guarding Tiger Demon just smirked with disdain, released the other's neck, and reached out to take the Water Lotus.
