"I said—bite her to death!!" Ma Shaowang flew into a rage from shame and frustration. Pointing at Little one, he enunciated each word through clenched teeth.
Whether Little one lived or died was unimportant to him. In his eyes, Little one was nothing more than an ant, hardly worth his attention.
But something had gone wrong with the Flame Leopard he had spent countless efforts taming. That was why his anger was bottled up and his face was clouded with worry. On top of that, he had disgraced himself in front of everyone. He had to make the Flame Leopard regain its confidence!
The moment his voice fell, the distant Pure Yang Palace was blasted to smithereens by myriad thunderbolts. A terrifying aura spread through the air, as if the God of Death were searching for someone courting death!
The Goddess of Life sighed helplessly. She had thought that killing Ma Shaowang would settle the matter, but who could have known that the King of Hell would refuse to let it go?
When Ma Shaowang pointed at Little one and ordered the Flame Leopard again and again to bite her to death, the little milk puppy, as her little master, grew extremely angry.
And the consequences of angering a divine beast were quite serious.
The little milk puppy's tiny dog face was taut. It pointed at Ma Shaowang with a little paw in an exceedingly humanlike manner, then barked at the Flame Leopard: "Woof, woof, woof! Woof, woof, woof!"
No one understood what the little milk puppy was barking about, but it was obvious that the Flame Leopard did.
Meanwhile, Ma Shaowang was still berating the Flame Leopard nonstop, ordering it to stand up and pounce over, to chew Little one until not even her bones remained.
The little milk