Li Yuan came to the edge of the giant snake's corpse, pointed at a white pattern on its head, and said:
"Look here, doesn't it seem familiar?"
Everyone leaned in to check after hearing this, but they all shook their heads, indicating they hadn't seen it before.
"Mr. Li, isn't this just a snake pattern that somewhat resembles a flower? What's so surprising about it? Could it be we've seen it before?"
A robust young man in his teens spoke up.
Li Yuan glanced at him and replied grumpily:
"You? Of course, you haven't seen it. Even I only saw it twenty years ago."
"Twenty years ago?"
The crowd looked puzzled upon hearing this.
"Can a snake live that long?"
"Are you dumb? This is a Snake Demon, it might have lived for hundreds of years already, what's twenty years to it?"
"No, no, the real question is if the village chief really saw this thing twenty years ago, how did he survive?"
