Night was falling.
Snowflakes drifted down in flurries.
Cheng Han arrived at the upscale residential complex where the Qian Family lived.
An employee of the Qian Business Association drove a Crystal Energy Car, towing a transport flatbed behind it. The Supernatural Creature, Ying Qiang, lay atop the flatbed.
Qian Yiqing, however, did not ride in the vehicle. Instead, he stood proudly atop the flatbed, striking the pose of someone guarding his prey.
Naturally.
The procession drew a crowd within the complex.
Quite a few residents were attracted over, clicking their tongues in amazement as they examined Ying Qiang's corpse.
Qian Yiqing personally took on the role of guide, explaining the tales surrounding this Supernatural Creature.
"Some of you may not know just how formidable Ying Qiang is. They are exceptionally skilled in powerful Illusion Magic and can transform into thousands of forms at any time."
The onlookers let out a chorus of astonished "Oh!" and "Ah!"
Cheng Han followed behind on Gua Gua, the Feathered Beast, and the corner of his mouth could not help twitching as he watched his father-in-law acting young and wild in his old age.
Transform into thousands of forms?
Even the Pavilion Master would not dare make up a story like that!
Qian Yiqing grew increasingly animated. "As far as I know, some Demon Subjugation Squads went through untold hardships before finally finding traces of Ying Qiang.
"Yet not only did they fail to capture it, they were toyed with by its Illusion Magic until they spun in circles. Their teams suffered grievous casualties, and even their squad leaders nearly died beneath Ying Qiang's iron hooves."
Another chorus of "Oh!" and "Ah!" followed.
Every word Qian Yiqing said described Ying Qiang's fearsome abilities. Not once did he mention how his prospective son-in-law had hunted it.