Only after the two of them flew away did the Little Lion King slowly emerge from the cave. He descended beside his old father, whimpering with a face full of grievance.
Seeing his son's swollen cheek and hearing his aggrieved whimpers in the language of beasts, the Amethyst Winged Lion King's eyes burned with rage and murderous intent. Beating him was one thing, but this damned human had even stolen a child's milk powder!!!
But he certainly could not take revenge on that terrifying human by himself.
Once I've recovered a little, I'll ask Big Brother to help me kill that damned human!
The Amethyst Winged Lion King thought to himself.
Had the Netherworld Demon Serpent known what he was thinking, he would probably have cursed, "You mangy dog, you're courting death!"
Yet how could a mere sixth-rank magical beast like the Amethyst Winged Lion King understand any of that? All he could think about now was revenge!
The Magical Beast Mountain Range was never particularly peaceful at night. The low growls of all kinds of magical beasts echoed through the mountains, and dark shadows occasionally flashed through the dense forest. But whenever those shadows passed a certain Mountain Cave, they shuddered and hurried away.
Their instincts told them that something they could not afford to provoke seemed to be staying there.
Moonlight spilled across the river of stars. Bright pinpricks dotted the dark night sky like brilliant gems embedded in a sheet of exquisite black silk.
Inside the Mountain Cave, a campfire burned with a steady crackle.
Above it, two fish roasted to a golden brown. Now and then, glistening fat dripped from them into the flames, stirring up a shower of sparks.
"Try it!" Xiao Yan picked up a golden roasted fish and handed it to Yun Yun.