There was no benefit in offending this petty man.
Xiao Qing slithered out of Nan Xian's sleeve and shook his groggy head, looking dazed. "Where are we now? Are we still in the spirit beast mountain?"
At Xiao Qing's appearance, the leopard became even more enraged.
"As expected, none of you are any decent! Bewitching spirit beasts to sell their souls to you, you're just the same as everyone else!"
Xiao Qing got angry. "What do you mean by selling souls? I, Master Xiao Qing, cherish my life. Who can make me sell my soul?"
Feng Lianqing was speechless. So this snake, too, can speak.
"Hmph!" The leopard snorted. "Since all of you want to save him so badly, I'll eat this fatty now and return his bones to you."
The little fatty panicked, and his pee trailed down along his pants. His body was still in the leopard's mouth, so he dared not struggle, fearing that he might be cut open by the leopard's sharp teeth.
