Jiang Ping An recognized this Tiger Demon.
When he had been evading the torrent of rules before, this Tiger Demon had attacked him several times.
He had extorted a dark-gold glove and a bottle of pills from this Tiger Demon.
The glove was still on his hand, but that precious bottle of pills had been looted away by the Tree Demon shortly after he was captured.
Now, this once mighty and imposing Tiger Demon had long since lost its former fierce baleful air.
Its once gleaming golden fur, sleek and glossy, had become dry and dull, even clumping into tangled locks.
Its mountain-like, brawny body was now little more than skin and bones, its ribs clearly visible. It even swayed slightly as it walked.
And the culprit behind all this was the Green Seed pulsing ever more powerfully in its chest, greedily drawing away its origin.
Hu Jing's expression twisted viciously. Bloodshot veins filled his scarlet tiger eyes as he stared at Jiang Ping An with utter hatred, his voice hoarse and venomous.
"It's all because of you, you bastard! If you hadn't wasted this king's time, this king might not have been captured! It's all because of you!"
Jiang Ping An remained indifferent, his gaze calm and unruffled. "It was clearly all your own doing. If you hadn't been so violent, attacking me first and hounding me without end, would any of this have happened? Would you have wasted the time you needed to flee for your life?"
"Bullshit!"
As though someone had stepped on his tail, Hu Jing let out a savage roar, refusing to admit that it was his own responsibility.
He suddenly raised a withered yet still razor-sharp claw and, with ruthless resolve, slapped it toward Jiang Ping An's head!
He knew he did not have