She looked toward the silent void of the Primordial Borderlands. "Unless someone is hiding somewhere beyond our perception!"
The long-haired man carefully sensed the area, then said, "There's a faint trace of law power drifting from the aroma of meat. This law power feels somewhat familiar."
The short-haired man's expression darkened. "Someone is roasting White Tiger meat! They're courting death!"
The White Tiger Clan was also among the nobility of the Heavenly Realm and had a close relationship with the Angel Clan. Yet someone actually dared to roast White Tiger meat right in front of them—were they not taking them seriously at all?
The long-haired man looked at Tian Feixue, his face grim. "Sister Xue, what do we do? They're definitely provoking us. These people are too detestable!"
Tian Feixue's expression was also ugly, because she too had a White Tiger companion.
Still, she held herself back. Looking toward the empty Primordial Borderlands, she said, "Could Your Excellency show yourself? There is an important matter we wish to discuss."
The moment her words fell, the plump Jia Duobao appeared with a skewer of roasted meat in hand, his mouth glistening with grease.
Jia Duobao looked at Tian Feixue and said with a beaming smile, "What important matter? Let's hear it."
Tian Feixue frowned at the roasted meat in Jia Duobao's hand and said nothing.
The other two were so furious inside that they seemed ready to breathe fire.
Seeing the three of them staring fixedly at the roasted meat, Jia Duobao generously tore off three chunks of meat, half lean and half fat. "You want some roasted meat too? Here, take it. Don't be polite."
As he spoke, he tossed the roasted meat toward Tian Feixue and the other two.
"Courting death!"
A vicious gleam flashed through the short-haired man's