Ye Yuan's eyes turned blood-red, berserk killing intent becoming corporeal, dispersing in all directions grandly.
"You really killed him?" Ye Yuan said in a cold voice.
Ye Yuan's murderous aura naturally could not pose any harm to Heavenly Tiger King.
In fact, the way they saw it, Ye Yuan's anger was simply laughable.
Heavenly Tiger King laughed loudly and said, "Looks like your relationship with that white tiger is really very deep! But your anger is utterly meaningless to this king. This is a world where the weak are prey and the strong feast. If you don't have the strength, even if you have monumental grievances, you also have to suppress it in your heart!"
Ye Yuan's entire body trembled, his gaze icy-cold as he said in a cold voice, "I ask you, did you really kill him?"
"Haha, this kid is probably really a fool, he still can't see the current situation clearly?"