"Where did this thing come from? Tell me everything you know."
Bai Yujun weighed the crystal in her hand and looked down at him from above, clearly ready to smash the old man's forehead with it at the slightest disagreement.
Though bedraggled, the old man still tried his best to maintain his bearing.
"So it is Her Highness the Princess who has arrived. Forgive this old man for failing to welcome you from afar. This holy relic has an extraordinary origin; please entrust it to this old man's safekeeping."
There was not the slightest reverence for the imperial court or royal family in his words, even though he clearly knew that the Little Girl held the situation firmly in her grasp.
Bai Yujun smiled.
"Pretty confident, aren't you? You worship an evil thing as holy, yet commit atrocities that outrage both gods and men. My patience is limited. Tell me—just how extraordinary is it?"
Fat Tiger took two steps forward, his massive tiger head blocking the sunlight above the old man.
The old man shuddered despite himself. He involuntarily recalled the sight of that expert being sent flying, his expression changing several times as he forced himself to remain calm.
"Your Highness, may this old man offer a word of advice? The less you know, the better it will be for you."
The moment he finished speaking, darkness fell before his eyes. Inside the tiger's maw, it was black, stifling, and impossible to breathe. He felt sharp teeth clamp around his waist and abdomen, leaving him unable to cry out. Then his feet left the ground, the world spun around him, and he could not move his hands. No matter how he struggled, it was all in vain...
The giant tiger clamped the old man in its jaws and shook