The Gathering Storm

One second, Shark King was calling him "darling," looking as bashful as a young girl.

The next, she turned around, her face blazing with rage.

"Bastard, I'll count to three. Kneel down and apologize now, and I'll kill you."

You're going to kill me even if I apologize?

Then what's the point of apologizing?

Chen Feng felt an almost tangible pressure bearing down on him.

The Demon King before him was powerfully built. Silver scales gleamed on her thick thighs and arms like fish-scale armor, radiating the grim menace of a battlefield.

Even among thousand-year-old Demon Kings like Tiger King and Bear King, she ranked with the strongest. She was not to be underestimated.

A battle seemed ready to erupt at any moment.

Mr. Qipa rose on tiptoe and patted Shark King's shoulder. "It's all right, Sharky. Leave this to me."

Shark King blushed. "But, darling..."

Mr. Qipa thumped his chest. "You know I can't stand men who hide behind women. If you think I'm wrong, you can kill me anytime."

"You're being mean to me again!"

Shark King lowered her head as though she wanted to bury it in his chest. On someone with her giantess build, the girlish gesture looked a little ridiculous.

Mr. Qipa gave her a kiss. "How could I ever be mean to you, baby?"

Shark King licked her lips with her slick tongue, her gaze turning syrupy. "I don't care. You have to make it up to me tonight."

Mr. Qipa's face stiffened. "No... problem."

Ugh.

Chen Feng felt as if he might throw up his breakfast. What a sickeningly sweet couple.

After Shark King walked away, swishing her great shark tail, Chen Feng meant to get down to business. But his curiosity got the better of him. "Damn, brother. Respect."

Mr. Qipa looked