While the three little ones from Yan Zhao Sect accompanied Tiger Highness in drinking to their hearts' content.
Martial Uncle had already gotten into a very interesting mess with He Dali's group.
Simply put, Martial Uncle had put on the Dog Head mask and started having fun.
Ox Head had also gone up the mountain, and He Dali ran into him. With Martial Uncle stirring things up in the middle, the two groups finally clashed with full force.
Three against three, all in the Wumen Realm. They fought so fiercely that human heads practically turned into dog heads.
He Dali was utterly stifled—truly, utterly stifled. Ever since coming up this mountain, everything he encountered was something he couldn't afford to provoke. Then he met Ox Head and realized he could actually give it a shot. Damn it, he went crazy. He had to fight! Fight to the death!
Ox Head truly felt that the other side was too strong and shouted for help, "The enemy is formidable! Tiger Head Supreme Master, please lend a hand!"
The moment He Dali saw Tiger Head, his whole body trembled. He immediately had his two subordinates pull back.
Staring at Tiger Head, he had no idea what to do.
He and his two subordinates had all witnessed Tiger Head's power before!
"Tiger Head" said sternly, "Take them out! Today is a fair duel. Whoever kills whom, I won't interfere, ask questions, or hold anyone accountable! You lot surnamed He, if you take them out, not only will I spare you, I'll let you leave and even treat you to hotpot. If you lose, hmph, you'll be dead even without me lifting a finger."
"And you three, if you can't even handle these pieces of trash, don't bother returning to Tianwang ever again. Just leave