Mumu turned his head, a flicker of confusion crossing his bark-like face.
"You were talking?"
"A little kitten calling itself Great King? Looks like you've never suffered society's beatings."
"You're not even as big as one of my branches. How dare you call yourself Great King?"
Bai Xuan looked sideways at Mumu.
"You're just old firewood for cooking. How dare you speak to Great King Bai Xuan like that!"
"Get on your knees!"
Watching a tiger and a tree bicker, Xu Zhiming could not help shaking his head.
When Tong Meng'er saw Xu Zhiming return, her eyes questioned him. After receiving his reassuring look, she let out a breath of relief.
It seemed Xu Zhiming had brought back the Spiritual Medicine.
Xu Zhiming had deliberately let the other party escape. She was no fool, so she naturally understood his intentions.
This was The Oriole Behind, shifting the hatred onto the men in black.
Mumu and Bai Xuan glared at each other, neither pleased with the other.
"Hmph! If you've got the guts, let's find a chance to spar and see whose fists are harder!"
"A spar it is! If you can break through my defenses, I'll take your surname!"
"If you can catch up to me, I'll take your surname too!"
After delivering his threat, Mumu turned his gaze to Xu Zhiming.
"Um, my ancestor wants to see you. I can offer three S-grade Spiritual Medicines for you to make the trip."
Through gaps in the leaves, Xu Zhiming saw an enormous tree in the far distance, seemingly capable of blotting out the sky and covering the sun.
Such a colossal lifeform should have been the ancestor Mumu spoke of.
Xu Zhiming had learned about quite a few Foreign Races, yet he had never heard of such a massive living