"Why are you panicking? What kind of behavior is this... What? Ming King's disciple has come?"
A startled cry snapped him back to his senses.
Inside the cave, the muscular Golden Haired Tiger sprang up from the stone bed, instantly on guard.
"Ming King's disciple—isn't that Da Shun's Earl Xingyi or something? He hasn't come to arrest the old lady, has he? The old lady has been in seclusion for years; I can't wake her up either. Wait, no, that's not right. Didn't we agree to let bygones be bygones? Why is he still coming to settle old scores?"
Hearing the Little Great King muttering to himself, the hedgehog hurriedly explained.
"Wrong, wrong, Little Great King! Not Da Shun's Earl Xingyi! Not Da Shun's Earl Xingyi!"
"Not him?"
"It's a huge rat!"
The hedgehog gesticulated wildly, and the snakeberries caught on its spines tumbled to the ground.
"A huge rat?"
So it wasn't the imperial court. That gave me quite a fright.
Golden Haired Tiger stretched out a claw and scratched the furry eggs beneath his crotch, but lowered his tiger paw halfway through.
Wouldn't be good to smell it in front of the little ones.
"Let it in."
"Yes!"
The hedgehog picked up the berries from the ground, hugged them to its chest, and turned to leave.
Golden Haired Tiger swept his peripheral vision around. Seeing that the guards were attentive, he pretended his nose itched and casually brushed past it.
Hah! The tiger paw lifted away.
What a rich, stimulating scent.
As expected of me!
A male among males, a beast king among beast kings!
Invincible!
Golden Haired Tiger shook out his fur, golden needle-like hairs drifting down as he sat imposingly upon a stone stool.
Thousands upon thousands of torches had been planted along both sides of