A hundred paces away in the treetops, two figures flickered in and out of sight, one a human, the other with the head of a tiger and the body of a human.
The one with the tiger head, shivering in pain, said, "Just to eradicate the remnant of your humans, nearly all the spirit-communicating creatures of Poplar Forest have been lost! If you want to be ruthless, yet fear public scorn, are you making us from the Poplar Demon Clan take the fall as scapegoats?
You clearly have countless methods to deal with them, so why did you drag them here? Why are there two cultivators among them!"
The human, unmoved, replied, "This is no superfluous act! All who have betrayed Shan Country must die!
