Other members of the Demon Clan might not quite understand the current situation, but at least it seemed they wouldn't have to worry about food.
"Xie Yang, you've made arrangements for us, and we are willing to reside here, but what must we do to live freely like you, Cat Soul Feather?"
"From now on, you may call me Daoist friend, which is a custom of the Human Clan. You'll need to adapt to that."
"Alright, Cat Daoist friend, my true form is that of a Green-Scaled Snake Demon; you may refer to me as Lv Lin, or you may call me... Green Daoist friend."
"Green Daoist friend? That sounds... strange. Let's call you Snake Daoist friend instead. After your arrival here, you'll be under observation for a while. If there are any with murderous intent... they will be executed on the spot, no room for negotiation."
Da Xiong, who was in the midst of gutting an eagle, was startled.
"Ah!?"
"What? This... Our Great Bear clan doesn't exclusively eat vegetarian either."