Shen Tu Jiangshan shot the Black Scorpion Gate elder a displeased glare. It would have been one thing if someone else had urged him on, but this fellow—who could not even tame the ferocious beast he had selected and had made a fool of himself—was rushing him. Shen Tu Jiangshan had little desire to pay him any heed.
Had he known that the Black Scorpion Gate's poison-based beast taming had fallen to such miserable standards, he would never have sent them an invitation.
Jin Peipei and the others promptly put their Battle Beasts into their Living Creature Pouches, waiting for Shen Tu Jiangshan's further instructions.
Pressed by the Black Scorpion Gate, they too had grown impatient. They wanted to see just what sort of extraordinary creature Beast Valley had proclaimed to be a rare and exotic beast.
Seeing this, Shen Tu Jiangshan signaled for the surrounding elders to maintain order and send the irrelevant spectators back to the stands.
Jin Peipei and the others all voluntarily stepped back, leaving ample room for the rare beast's appearance. Even something as large as the Ancient Bristle Mastiff Bear would fit within it.
Qi Xiaoren had intended to remain and admire the legendary exotic beast, but Shen Tu Jiangshan's cold, stern glance banished him from the arena.
He knew that Beast Valley's older generation of beast tamers had already tried every method they could against that exotic beast, all without effect. As a junior, he truly had no right to meddle, so he could only retreat into the distance with a gloomy face.
Shen Tu Jiangshan then looked toward the various factions that had drawn away and waved speechlessly. "Why have you all run so far? This beast isn't big, nor is it fierce. Come closer."
In the end, they cleared out a