The woman was powerfully built, standing a full seven feet tall. Among ordinary people, she would have been a towering heroine, yet she carried not a trace of excess flesh, nor the menacing bulk of knotted muscles. Hers was a robust beauty, healthy and well proportioned.
Dressed in a black-striped fur coat, she watched Hu Ze's Avatar, who had suddenly appeared, with a wary expression.
Li Chen looked her up and down as well, then inwardly sighed. Her face is rather plain, and there seems to be an aura of wronged souls around her, nurtured through the innate divine ability tigers possess to command chang ghosts. She must have slaughtered at least a hundred people!
She seemed to be an outsider, a great monster who had moved here only a few decades ago. In the past, Hu Ze and his mother had been summoned to serve the Demon God Palace and paid little attention to their own territory. They did not even know the particulars of this tiger demon.
But judging by what Li Chen saw now, this tigress was certainly no benevolent creature. According to the lesser demons sent out to gather information, she apparently had ties to the Demon God Palace as well. She might be a true demon cultivator who had already earned its recognition and entered the service of an Emperor Venerable or Demon King.
"Who are you?" the tigress asked warily.
Li Chen came back to himself and said, "I am the King of Pingqiu. You should have met my envoy a few days ago."
The tigress sneered. "You mean that stupid dog? If it hadn't wet its pants in terror and spoiled my appetite, I would have eaten it long ago."
"Oh?" Li Chen said. "If that was the case, why did you spare