This question directly stumped the group of kobolds; honestly, they didn't know if their ancestors were the ones who screwed the dogs or got screwed by them.

"Sir, we don't know either." The kobolds continued kowtowing and pleading for mercy.

"Damn, if you don't know this, what's the point of you living?" Zhang Menglong said, his eyes starting to glow red.

"S-S-Sir, please ask us something else, we really don't know the answer to this question." If their ancestors were still around, these kobolds would have caught them directly to ask who did such a great deed.

"Fine, I'll change the question," Zhang Menglong had Kong Lan take out the scale, "do you know which race this belongs to?"

"Ah, this..." The kobolds exchanged confused looks. This scale emitted an aura of nobility; such a creature would certainly be a supreme existence in the entire Demon Beast Dynasty, let alone the fact that these small demons living on the dynasty's fringes could know anything about it.

"You don't know, do you?" Zhang Menglong's eyes began to glow again, "Then I have no use for keeping you around."

"Sir! Please give me one last chance!" The kobolds wailed, "If we can't answer this time, we willingly accept death!"

Zhang Menglong adjusted his hairstyle, "So tell me, am I handsome?"

The kobolds' eyes lit up; they hadn't expected this lord to be so kind and generous. It was simply giving them a chance, wasn't it? Did such a simple question even require thinking?

"Sir, you are majestic and imposing, your handsomeness breaks through the heavens!"

"Yes, yes, if your handsomeness ranks second in the Demon Beast Dynasty, then no one dare claim first!"

"Sir..."

The kobolds were still showering praises when a red light swept across and engulfed them entirely. They died without knowing which word had been wrong.

Zhang Menglong shook his head and sighed, "You learned things you weren't supposed to know, can't let you live!"

Of course, Zhang Menglong simply didn't want them returning to their tribe, regrouping, and causing trouble for him later.

"Let's go and see those Split-tail Foxes." Zhang Menglong, along with Kong Lan, headed towards the frightened Split-tail Foxes. There were about forty to fifty of them, seven to eight out of ten were females, with the remaining males being exceptionally handsome.

"If they form a boy band or girl group, they'd definitely sweep the globe, it's like heaven gave them a talent," Zhang Menglong mused to himself, but it's a pity they weren't born in the right place. On this Haotian Continent, such appearances represent danger.

The Split-tail Fox maidens huddled together trembling as Zhang Menglong and Kong Lan approached. They had just witnessed those fierce kobolds being instantly eliminated by Zhang Menglong's mere two glances, his brutality surpassing even the kobolds.

As for Kong Lan, he appeared even more gruesome and frightening than Zhang Menglong, perhaps he belonged to an even more terrifying and powerful race, making them feel as if jumping from the wolf's mouth straight into the tiger's den.

"These little sisters are quite cute," Zhang Menglong felt playful watching the Split-tail Fox maidens.

"These damned creatures, daring to catch my prey on my turf, truly haven't a care for their lives," Zhang Menglong's gaze swept over them one by one, "Now you all are my prey, and whoever disobeys becomes my meal now!"

The Split-tail Foxes turned pale with fear; some timid ones even began to cry pitifully, tears streaming down their blossoming cheeks.

"Brother Zhang, stop scaring them, they are already like this, too pitiful." Despite Kong Lan's ferocious appearance, he was a sincere and naive person at heart.

"Ah, fine, let's not play around anymore," Zhang Menglong waved his hand, "Return from where you came, don't let yourselves be caught by these kobolds again, you won't be as lucky next time to meet someone as dashing as me."

"Sir, you're not going to eat us?" a brave Split-tail Fox maiden cautiously inquired.

"Do you think you're tastier than bubble tea or crab pot?" Zhang Menglong was speechless, "You probably have less meat than what'd fit between my teeth; I only helped because I felt sorry for you. Now hurry back!"

Upon hearing Zhang Menglong's words, the Split-tail Foxes wept with joy; they thought their doom was certain this time, unexpectedly being saved by a heroic figure, even Zhang Menglong's previously demonic demeanor now seemed mighty and imposing to them.

Indeed, as the perspective changed, everything else also turned around completely.

"Thank you, sir!" The Split-tail Fox maiden expressed her endless gratitude.

They supported each other up, although already injured and frightened, the release of tension instantly swept them with exhaustion and pain.

"Ah well, once you've helped them, you might as well complete the job." Zhang Menglong couldn't harden his heart to simply abandon them, most Split-tail Foxes only suffered superficial wounds, at most some injury to muscles and bones, but nothing too severe.

"What's your name?" Zhang Menglong asked the Split-tail Fox maiden.

"Sir, my name is Xiaoqian." The maiden blinked her Cartlan eyes, gazing at Zhang Menglong with awe.

"Divide these among your tribespeople, they can help heal the injuries." Zhang Menglong handed her a bottle of elixir.

The maiden was instantly delighted; stories circulated about Humans having Alchemists capable of concocting magical potions with healing powers, even bringing the dead back to life. Surely, this must be something crafted by those Alchemists.

Obtaining such a treasure from the Humans, this lord's skills were truly unmatched and borderless.

She hurried and distributed the elixirs among her tribespeople, and soon, except for the hunger and slight weakness, the injured Split-tail Foxes were mostly without major issues.

"Kong Lan, why don't we have a meal here today!" suggested Zhang Menglong.

"Sure!" Throughout this time, Kong Lan had been eating lots of delicious treats with Zhang Menglong, every meal was the highlight of his day.

"Today, I'm making crab pot; you won't find it anywhere else!" Zhang Menglong took out a pot, swiftly prepared the ingredients, ignited the fire, poured in the sauce, and the aroma instantly spread around.

All the Split-tail Foxes sniffed eagerly; the lord just said that this crab pot was tastier than them, it was not boastful, everyone began drooling insanely.

"Sir, could we please have a bit of the food?" Xiaoqian cautiously asked, but she felt a bit too audacious. The lord saved them, gave them elixirs, and now they wanted to eat his food.

"We don't eat much, just a little bit is enough..." Xiaoqian's voice grew fainter, barely audible to her ears.

"Hmm!" To her surprise, Zhang Menglong gave her half a pot; this crab meat and chicken feet were high-grade ingredients, filled with nutrients, enough to fill their stomachs.

"Thank you, sir!" Xiaoqian promptly divided the crab pot among her tribespeople, sipping just a little of the broth herself, then continued to watch others drool.

"This little girl is quite kind," Zhang Menglong walked over and handed his bowl to her, "You must be really hungry by now, have some."

Xiaoqian hesitated for a moment, then began to devour it ravenously. Since being caught by the kobolds, she hadn't eaten for days except for a little water.

"Burp~" Xiaoqian belched, looking at Zhang Menglong apologetically, feeling a bit ungraceful.

"Sir, may I see the thing you took out earlier?"

"What, you recognize it?" Kong Lan quickly produced the scale left by his father.

Xiaoqian scrutinized the scale carefully, then shook her head, "I don't recognize it, but how about I take you to my tribe? My sister is well-informed, she might know!"