"Heh... heheh... Good... Good!"
The Flesh and Blood Tai Sui's ugly, deformed face was contorted with mania. Facing Wu Dao's challenge, it did not retreat. A grating, raspy voice, like the sawing of wood, rasped out intermittently:
"You... are a tiger... but I... am also a tiger now. I'm... not afraid of you!"
Two tigers cannot share one mountain.
When two tigers meet, one must die!
The shadow of being preyed upon by a fierce tiger when it was weak had haunted it for several hundred years.
Even after it grew strong and killed that tiger.
In the end, it had still retreated back then.
Faced with a powerful Hunter.
It had fled with its tail between its legs like a stray dog!
The shame!!
The Flesh and Blood Tai Sui's transformation was incomplete, its intelligence rudimentary. It didn't know what an obsession was, or what a Heart Demon was.
It only knew one thing.
