The Two-Winged White Tiger felt utterly despairing upon hearing Li Xiaoqiang demand it to sacrifice its soul. If it truly did so, it would become nothing more than this human's mount, forever unable to rise again. However, if it did not sacrifice its soul, living would be worse than pigs and dogs.
Even if it lived, it wanted to live with dignity. The Two-Winged White Tiger stared at Li Xiaoqiang and said in a deep voice, "I agree to become your mount, but my Two-Winged White Tiger clan is the Royal Family of the Demon Clan. I hope you will not humiliate me in front of my clansmen."
For the first time, a smile appeared on Li Xiaoqiang's cold face. Of course, this was his first time transforming into a Demon Path youth; originally, Li Xiaoqiang was quite fond of smiling.
