"Hmph! No matter how slick you are with words, now that you've come here today, don't even think about leaving. I will personally chop off your heads to atone for our sins to our Divine Spirits!"
Mohandas slammed the table, snorted coldly through his nose, and his aura suddenly emanated outwards. Even the Fierce Tiger lying at his feet raised its head and let out a loud roar at Chen Feng and his group, baring its terrifying gaping maw. Ding Xiaorou screamed in fright and shivered behind Chen Feng's back.
Chen Feng exhaled a puff of smoke and gave him a roll of the eyes. The man was so grown-up and still trying to scare a little girl—how tasteless. If he were really so confident, wouldn't he have captured them and chopped off their heads by now?
"Roar!"
