This question completely baffled the group of dog-headed creatures, to be honest, they too had no idea if their ancestors were screwers of dogs or screw-ees by dogs.
"Sir, we really don't know." The dog-headed creatures continued kowtowing while begging for rcy.
"Damn, if you don't even know this, then what's the point of you living?" Zhang nglong said as his eyes began to glow red.
"S-s-s-sir, please ask another question, we truly don't know this one." If their ancestors were still around, these dog-headed creatures would have grabbed them for a good interrogation about who did this wonderful deed.
"Alright then, I'll change it." Zhang nglong signaled Kong Lan to take out the scale, "Do you know which race this belongs to?"
"Uh, this..." The dog-headed creatures glanced at one another. This scale exuded a noble aura; in the entire Demon Beast Dynasty, such a creature must be of the highest order. How could these small tribes living on the dynasty's fringes possibly know anything?
"You don't know?" Zhang nglong's eyes began to shine again, "Then keeping you is of no use to ."
"Sir! Give us one last chance!" The dog-headed creatures cried bitterly, "If we can't answer this ti, we're willing to accept death!"
Zhang nglong tidied his hair a bit, "Then tell , am I handso?"
Their eyes lit up, thinking how kind and generous this gentleman was for giving them a chance; such a simple question didn't even need any thought!
"Sir, your might is unparalleled, your handsoness defies the heavens!"
"Yes, yes, if your handsoness isn't first in the Demon Beast Dynasty, no one can claim first place!"
"Sir..."
The dog-headed creatures were still showering praises, but a red light swept across, swallowing them up. They died not knowing what they said wrong.
Zhang nglong shook his head and sighed, "You knew what you shouldn't, couldn't keep you around!"
In truth, Zhang nglong simply didn't want them going back to their tribe and returning to cause trouble later.
"Let's go, let's check on those Split-tail Foxes." Zhang nglong led Kong Lan towards the flower-faced Split-tail Foxes, about forty or fifty of them, among which seventy to eighty percent were females, and the rest were strikingly handso males.
"If they ford a boy band or girl band, they'd absolutely take the world by storm, simply born to entertain," Zhang nglong mused, lanting that they were not born in the right place; on the Haotian Continent, such looks ant danger.
Seeing Zhang nglong and Kong Lan approach, the Split-tail Foxes huddled together, shivering. They had just witnessed those ferocious dog-headed creatures being instantly killed by Zhang nglong's re gaze. His brutality surpassed theirs significantly.
As for Kong Lan, though more fearso, he might belong to a more terrifyingly powerful race, and they were truly out of the frying pan and into the fire.
"These young sisters are rather cute," Zhang nglong felt playful seeing the Split-tail Foxes.
"These bastards dared to capture my prey on my territory, utterly reckless," Zhang nglong scanned them one by one, "Now you're all my prey, anyone not obedient will be the first I eat!"
The Split-tail Foxes turned pale with fright, and so timid ones began crying pitifully.
"Brother Zhang, stop scaring them, they're already like this, too pitiful." Kong Lan, though fierce-looking, was a big softie.
"Alright, fine, let's stop," Zhang nglong waved his hand, "Just return to where you ca from, and don't let these dog-headed creatures catch you again; next ti, you won't be so lucky to run into soone as aweso as
again."
"Sir, you're not going to eat us?" a Split-tail Fox girl mustered courage to ask cautiously.
"Are you tastier than milk tea or more delicious than crab pot?" Zhang nglong was speechless, "You barely have enough at to stuff between my teeth, I only helped because you looked pitiful, now hurry back!"
Hearing Zhang nglong's words, the Split-tail Foxes cried tears of joy, initially thinking they were dood, only to be saved by an unexpected hero. Even Zhang nglong's previously fierce deanor beca awe-inspiring in their eyes.
It must be said, when the perspective changes, everything changes too.
"Thank you, sir!" the Split-tail Fox girl repeatedly expressed gratitude.
They helped each other up, but already injured and traumatized, upon being relieved, were overwheld by exhaustion and pain.
"Oh fine, might as well help to the end, go the whole way." Zhang nglong couldn't just leave them like that; most of the Split-tail Foxes only had flesh wounds, at most so bone injuries, nothing too problematic.
"What's your na?" Zhang nglong asked the Split-tail Fox girl.
"Sir, my na is Xian." The girl blinked her big Caylin eyes, looking at Zhang nglong with admiration.
"Distribute these to your tribespeople; they'll help heal their injuries." Zhang nglong handed her a bottle of elixirs.
The girl's face lit up with surprise, having heard that among humans there were people called Alchemists who could concoct miraculous potions, so even reviving the dead. Presumably, this was the work of such Alchemists.
Obtaining such items from among humans, the skills of this gentleman seed heaven-defying.
She quickly distributed the elixirs to her tribespeople, and soon the injured Split-tail Foxes were nearly fine, save for so hunger and weakness.
"Kong Lan, how about we have a al here today!" Zhang nglong suggested.
"Fine by !" During this ti, Kong Lan had enjoyed many good als thanks to Zhang nglong; dining tis were his happiest monts each day.
"Today, I'll make crab pot for you; nowhere else can you taste it!" Zhang nglong took out a pot, deftly prepared the ingredients, ignited a big fire, poured in the sauce, and the aroma spread instantly.
The Split-tail Foxes pricked up their noses; the gentleman just said this crab pot was far tastier than them, and it was no exaggeration; everyone started to drool imdiately.
"Sir, could we have so of that food?" Xian asked cautiously, feeling she might be overstepping. After all, the gentleman had saved them, given them elixirs, and now this.
"We eat very little, just a tiny bit..." Xian's voice trailed off, barely audible even to herself.
"Hmm!" But to her surprise, Zhang nglong handed her half the pot, the crab at and chicken feet were premium ingredients containing nourishnt enough to fill them with just a small amount.
"Thank you, sir!" Xian quickly distributed the crab pot to her tribespeople, sipping just a little soup herself, and continued watching others drooling.
"This little girl is quite kind," Zhang nglong approached and handed her his bowl, "You must be starving, have so."
Xian hesitated briefly and then began gobbling up; ever since being captured by the dog-headed creatures, she had only had a bit of water, having not eaten for days.
"Burp~" Xian burped, looking at Zhang nglong apologetically, feeling sowhat ungraceful.
"Sir, could you show
what you took out earlier?"
"What, do you recognize it?" Kong Lan imdiately took out the scale his father had left behind.
Xian examined the scale closely, yet still shook her head, "I don't recognize it, how about I take you to my tribe, my sister is very knowledgeable, maybe she knows!"
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