"Sir, let's talk this over, meow~"

With a thud, the Heaven's Chosen of the Tiger-Headed Demon Clan's legs went weak, and he knelt before Su Chen, hoping this would spare him.

'Is this guy a tiger or a cat?' Su Chen found it odd. Tigers in the Southern Region were peculiar.

Su Chen raised his hand, pointing towards the fruit on the vine in the middle of the lake. "Go pick that fruit, and I'll spare your life."