"I'm not a mountain god?" The Mountain Lord stopped in his tracks and looked at Xiang An with a half-smile, his expression carrying a trace of mockery. "Then, boy, what do you say I am?"
"Though I am not highly learned, I still know that a mountain god protects a region and guards the common people. It is not like you, a demon tiger, shaking the mountains and startling the forests, devouring your own subjects." Although Xiang An had just been shaken into coughing blood, he had not suffered any serious injuries.
"And besides..." Xiang An rose to his feet, a faint smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
The Mountain Lord narrowed his eyes.
"Big Brother just said it: mountain god, mountain god—the mountain and god are one. Since you are the mountain god, you are bound to this mountain. Yet now you have shaken all of Pang Mountain until it trembles, injuring your own vitality before even killing your enemy." Xiang An pointed his bronze sword at him and said with a grin, "And you still have the nerve to call yourself a mountain god?"
"Hm?" Hearing Xiang An's words, the Mountain Lord hesitated and instinctively examined his own body.
"Retreat!" Seeing the Mountain Lord waver, Xiang An immediately shouted, "Avoid his edge for now!"
"Alright!" Xiang Yu had no objections.
The two brothers casually grabbed several Tiger Lord attendants from the ground and fled swiftly down the mountain path.
"Hm?" The Mountain Lord came to his senses as well and roared furiously, "You two bastards!"
But—
A glimmer of hesitation flashed through the Mountain Lord's ink-black pupils.
That boy was right. Some of the power in his body had indeed leaked away after that shake.
*I have clearly been Pang Mountain's mountain god for over a