"How dare you treat my beloved grandson in such a way!"
Atop his enormous ancient chariot, King White Tiger's face twisted grotesquely, a grimness so profound it was palpable.
No wonder he had looked around and not found his grandson. As it turned out, his grandson had been taken and used as a mount - an absolute disgrace!
"Humans, do you comprehend what you have done? Picking a fight with My Xiling Beast Mountain - even having Heaven Mending Pavilion as your backer won't spare you!"
King White Tiger leapt off his chariot, his massive body radiating a crystal-clear luster, like glaze, and his roars thunderous, shaking the sky, a tremendous display of power.
He strode forward, a manifestation of intimidating calm, each step leaving a significant indentation in the hardened, rocky ground.
This was a testament to his immense physical prowess.