A Level 13 Hunting Falcon could hold his own against Great Elder Ni Chang.
'Who in the world is this Cat Beast Saintess? Why is every single one of her Beast Husbands someone the Golden Python Ni Family can't afford to provoke?'
"We were in the wrong," the beastman said, gritting his teeth reluctantly.
'It was just that the Ni Family had been riding too high lately. They were used to throwing their weight around, and upon seeing a member of the Iron-eating Beast Clan, they couldn't resist trying to show off. They had gotten a bit carried away.'
'And he'd even had the gall to confront Wei Ce.' Cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
However, a cold glint flashed in his downcast eyes. 'Elsewhere, a beastman's personal strength might mean everything. But Beast City is different. It's a place where the powers of families and clans are deeply entrenched.'
'They had plenty of ways to make even High-level Beastmen suffer in silence!'
