To Xu Kun's surprise, after he bluntly exposed the Tiger Fiend Race's wound, the tiger descendants below erupted in furious curses. Yet the Eight Tiger Elders remained calm, without the slightest trace of anger.
Huh? They weren't angry?
Or were they... no longer pretending?
He hated this sort of deliberately inscrutable probing. It was boring!
Elder Bai Zouyu even appeared thoughtful. After considering it carefully, he responded to Xu Kun's proposal. "What you say makes sense, young friend. However, the White Tiger Shrine is not only where our race keeps its weapons, but also enshrines the statue of the Tiger Ancestor. If you wish to demolish the White Tiger Shrine, the statue must first be removed. We have no authority to interfere. If you can move the statue, then this White Tiger Shrine... may as well be torn down."
What the hell?
Xu Kun suspected he had misheard. The tiger descendants below, who had been cursing nonstop, looked as though they had all been choked by the throat, questioning their very lives.
Xu Kun looked at Qiongqi, and Qiongqi stared blankly back at him.
"If the White Tiger Shrine is demolished, your earlier offense may be forgotten. It would truly be a solution that benefits both sides."
This man... no, this tiger had to be insane.
There was not a single clear-headed tiger in the entire Tiger Fiend Race.
Xu Kun wanted to leave this troublesome place.
"But there is no rush to demolish the White Tiger Shrine. We should wait for Big Brother to return and discuss proper matters. Your time is precious, young friend. Surely you do not wish to waste it on something so meaningless?"
Huh? No!
You said one thing, then the other.
You said all the good and bad things yourself. What was left for