Chapter 500 The Rascal

The white tiger sprinted down toward the mountain peak, drawing ever closer to the summit. Shi Feng stood up from his cross-legged position atop the white tiger, his face cold, looking down at the four individuals on the mountainside.

The four on the mountaintop wore smirks on their faces as they looked up into the sky. In their eyes, the pair riding the white tiger must certainly be coming to seek an accounting.

However, they wondered what expression these two individuals would have when they learned of their own identities, especially that of the young man in green.

With that thought, they all secretly looked forward with anticipation, ready to enjoy the show as they watched the descending white tiger and the two figures atop it—one dressed in black, the other in white—their faces full of mocking smiles.