As high-strung as they were, they jumped out of their skin at mere rustling leaves. 

But as it turned out, such an excessive reaction didn’t seem warranted.

The celestial tribe hadn’t come knocking at their door. Instead, one of the visitors was a monster demon, and the other two forefathers of the shadow tribe. Inside the tent, the three of them were met with a rather glacial welcome.

The monster forefather chuckled when he noticed Goldenhowl’s presence. “Heh, as I thought, Daoist Goldenhowl is here. We visited your tent before coming here.”

The latter responded coolly, “As a lone wolf, I can go wherever I please. Why were you looking for me?”

The two shadow demons...