"Who are you people?!"
Xiao Bai's eyes were red with fury. Anger churned in her gray-blue slit pupils, and her ear fins flared to their fullest extent, their thin, translucent membranes glinting coldly in the sunlight.
She stood atop a wave, the aura of the sea surging around her like a tide. Her anger sent the water beneath her feet spraying in every direction.
"Why did you attack us? Do you know who we are?"
Her voice was cool and sharp. Every word seemed forced through clenched teeth, carrying the fierce indignation of an offended sovereign of the sea.
At that, Feng Qingyang and Electrolux exchanged a glance.
Then both their faces took on the same peculiar expression: they wanted to laugh, but were struggling not to.
Feng Qingyang pressed down the corners of his mouth again and again. His teal phoenix eyes curved slightly, and his light-brown face plainly said, I'm having a hard time holding it in.
Behind his back, he dug his fingers into his palm, hoping the pain would suppress the laughter about to burst from his throat.
Electrolux was faring no better. Beneath the copper-coin mask on his deathly pale zombie face, the muscles around his mouth twitched beyond his control. The keen gleam in his blood-red eyes gave way to the haze of suppressed laughter, and even the blood-red sigil on his brow quivered twice.
Of course they knew.
Who came seeking revenge without knowing their target's background?
Honestly, it wasn't just the Demon Soul Great White Sharks as a whole.
Feng Qingyang and Electrolux knew their leader Xiao Bai—the young woman before them—inside out, from her weaknesses to the skills she excelled at.
She had roughly 120,000 to 130,000 years of cultivation. Though she was not a Ferocious Beast, the Sea God's protection