In the pitch-black cavern, only the hissing of flowing poison miasma could be heard.
Faced with the serpent demon's question, Golden Toad Granny remained unsmiling, every word cold and hard. "Our Gu Tribe has its own ways of dealing with this. Outsiders need not trouble themselves."
"You-!"
Beside her, the Azure-Faced Lion King let out a low growl when he saw his lover rebuffed so rudely by the old woman.
With a whoosh, the ring of scarlet-gold mane around his neck erupted in three-foot flames. Scorching heat surged outward, burning away all the gray-green poison miasma around him.
His enormous lion claws clamped down on his stone seat. "Golden Toad, stop playing dumb!"
His lion eyes widened, fire dancing in them. "Since we're all sitting here today, let's speak plainly-what exactly do your Miao Frontier Gu Tribe and Wu Gui intend to do with that cauldron?!"
As his words fell, the atmosphere throughout the cavern instantly tightened.
On the other side of the chief seat, Heavenly Hook True Lord remained silent.
He merely raised the cup of pitch-black tea before him and took a slow sip.
With that movement, spiritual pressure as weighty as a mountain spread soundlessly, filling the entire cavern.
Behind him, the black, threadlike shadow beneath the skin of Qing Jie's neck suddenly darted under the stimulus of that spiritual pressure. The pain brought cold sweat to his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and forced it back down.
He kept his head lowered, engraving everything before him firmly in his heart-every breath these lofty figures took determined whether insignificant people like him lived or died.
What's happening today must be very important to Big Brother. I have to find a way to tell him... right, tell Han Shi, Jueqing, and the others! His nails dug into