Chapter 571 Kirin Blood

• The man in black got his movement back. He shrugged off his coat, baring his torso—cords of muscle lit by a glow that shaped itself into a monster tattoo across his skin.
• What kind of monster was that? A prickle of fear slipped into Little White Snake’s chest.
• “No wonder I felt danger earlier. Turns out you’re a snake demon.” The man in black spoke coldly. “From the look of you, you’ve been cultivating for years.”