At the command, Tiger Demon King Ben carefully manifested a tiny bit of Demonic Power in his left claw and sent it into the Qi Sea of the unconscious Old Yang on the floor. Old Yang's body convulsed violently—an instinctive reaction—before he opened a pair of yellowed eyes.
The confusion in Old Yang's yellowed eyes was fleeting. The moment he saw the Tiger Demon's massive face, he was filled with terror, but he made no futile attempt to struggle. His cheeks bulged as if he were trying to speak, but the black metal plate over his mouth kept him from making a single sound.
After waking Old Yang, Wang Ben immediately cupped his fists and bowed toward Wang Ping, who sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion deeper in the attic.
