A beautiful young woman with a face as fair as jade and eyes as clear as water was smiling at everyone. Her skin was as white as snow, her figure was graceful, and she spoke with a charming smile. She was truly radiant and captivating.

"Princess Soren~" Upon seeing her, the lion princes all flashed what they considered their most handsome smiles. What man in this world doesn't like a beautiful woman? Especially one with an extraordinary status in the demon realm, beautiful and of noble birth, she naturally held immense appeal for the energetic young lions. So, one by one, they showered her with praise.

Shi Min was more composed than her two younger brothers, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry for being late. I've troubled the princess to come out and greet me personally."

"Uh..." Princess Soren was actually quite surprised to see Yu Yanluo and her group, and came out specifically for them.

But she reacted quickly, immediately giving a slight bow: "Greetings, Your Highnesses..."

They also offered a few polite compliments, which made the princes grin from ear to ear.

"The Lion Clan is getting worse with each generation. All they care about is women. They're destined to amount to nothing." A harsh, mocking voice came from the side.

Yu Yanluo was somewhat curious. How could anyone be so disrespectful to the Lion Clan? Given their volatile tempers, wouldn't a fight break out immediately?

Three men in brocade robes walked towards them. These men were as burly as the three princes of the Lion Clan. They seemed to have large striped tattoos on their bodies, and on their foreheads, yellow and black patterns faintly formed the character "王" (king).

His large, bell-shaped eyes were slanted upwards, exuding an inexplicable menacing aura.

Yet, these individuals exuded a regal air in their every gesture.

The man in the middle looks more mature, while the two on the sides are obviously younger, especially the one on the right, who looks more like a teenager, similar to Shi Rong on the other side.

"Tiger Clan!" Such an obvious feature that even without any introduction, one could recognize them at a glance.

Zaun's expression was somewhat strange. He was initially pleased to see someone opposing the Lion Clan, since the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Unfortunately, Tu Shanyu is generally regarded as the exclusive possession of Hu Qianxiao, the patriarch of the Tiger Clan, while she herself has taken the lead. In the future, she will probably be an enemy rather than a friend of the Tiger Clan.

"Tiger Warrior, can't you speak without spewing filth?" Lion Warrior, being younger, couldn't hold back and glared at the other man.

"You bastard, how dare you be disrespectful to my second brother!" The youngest of the three tiger clan members roared in anger.

"Tiger Faith, wanna fight? I'm ready!" Lion Rong was not to be outdone and immediately started rolling up his sleeves.

Zu An wondered whether tattoos or perms were more powerful. In his previous life, lion and tiger fans on the forum would fight fiercely whenever they met. He never expected that he would have the opportunity to witness firsthand who was the better one.

Unfortunately, the two sides did not end up fighting.

Because a loud, boisterous voice came from afar: "Are you guys ever going to stop? Every time you meet you start fighting. If you really want to fight, you can have a good fight on the arena in three days. Don't disturb the peace of Biyuan today."

Zuan was taken aback. Who else in the royal court would dare to say such things to the many princes of the Lion Clan and Tiger Clan?

At first glance, I couldn't help but smile; they were all old acquaintances.

This man, dressed in a black and gold embroidered robe, sat on a golden sword and a horse in a pavilion in the distant garden. His hair was disheveled, and one foot was casually resting on a stool. He exuded a carefree and uninhibited air.

It was none other than the second prince of the Golden Crow Clan who had made things difficult for the snake clan outside the royal court.

Opposite him sat a man in a golden robe, whose features were completely opposite to his. This man wore a tall crown, his hair was neatly combed, and his clothes were perfectly straight without a single wrinkle.

The key is that he is also handsome and dashing, making him the dream lover of countless girls.

Facing the Second Prince, this person was not affected by the other's imposing manner at all; on the contrary, he displayed an air of defiance.

Both of them exuded an aura of carnage and bloodshed, not the kind of feeling one gets from killing countless people to cultivate demonic arts, but rather the chilling aura of someone who has experienced countless battles.

At this moment, Xingnu quietly introduced, "This man in golden robes is the Little Golden Roc King."

Zu An suddenly realized, no wonder he could rival the Second Prince, it turns out he was the Little Golden Roc King, one of the four great generals of the demon race.

However, according to Kong Qing's previous statement, the death of the Great Golden Roc King was mysterious and likely related to the Demon Emperor. It's quite interesting that he is now drinking at the same table with the Demon Emperor's son.

Hearing the Second Prince's words, the princes of the Lion and Tiger clans were somewhat unwilling, but they couldn't refuse him. They glared at each other, uttered a few harsh words, and ended the confrontation.

Zuan curled his lip. That's it? These guys are all bark and no bite.

Just then, another figure rushed out of the pavilion and went straight to Yu Yanluo. While looking her up and down, he shouted, "Where's that brat?"

Yu Yanluo was somewhat surprised. The other person had an extremely large mouth and a slightly protruding lower jaw. His appearance was so distinctive that it would be hard to forget him even if she had only met him once. It was none other than the dragon Chiwen: "Who is the Ninth Prince talking about?"

Lion's expression changed slightly. How could this woman have such a wide circle of friends, even being so familiar with the dragon clan?

Chiwen snorted: "Stop pretending. It's that human man next to you, his name is Zuan or something."

Zuan's expression was strange. Why did he want to see him? Could it be...?

Yu Yanluo, however, revealed no flaw: "I wonder what the Ninth Prince wants with him?"

"It's infuriating to think about it. Last time, that guy tricked me out of a lot of Heavenly Rank weapons, but in the end, he gave me a lump of some kind of extraterrestrial blue ice. He tricked me into thinking it was some kind of top-grade treasure, so I used to soak it in water and drink it every day until one day the ice outside melted..." Chiwen stopped abruptly, making a disgusted and nauseous expression.

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