An arrogant voice came from the other side, a young man dressed in a tiger-skin skirt, with white hair, his upper body bare, and a pair of tiger eyes filled with a madness for killing.
"Giggle! Why bother interrupting their conversation, White Tiger King?" sneered a female voice. "After all, you should give those about to die a chance to leave some last words."
A wisp of green smoke flashed by, and a woman with a graceful figure slowly emerged from it. She wore a flowing green silk dress, so thin that it barely concealed her supple frame. The slit of her dress was cut very high, revealing glimpses of her snow-white thighs. Her voice carried a peculiar charm, causing those who heard her to involuntarily quicken their heartbeat.
"Green Snake King!" several Mount Shu elders called out the woman's name, grinding their teeth, harboring deep-seated hatred for this demon king within their bones.
