Poor Old Nie had a basin of water dumped over his head. With the dogs licking his wounds, he jolted awake with a scream and sat up, trembling all over.
When he saw two dogs licking his thighs, looking ready to sink their teeth in at any moment, he was so frightened he nearly fainted again.
They looked like a pair of mutts, but who knew what they'd eaten? They were as sturdy as lions, and just looking at them was enough to scare the piss out of anyone.
They couldn't compare to the Striped Giant Tiger from earlier, but with them baring their teeth beside Old Nie's legs, ready to take a bite at any moment, the feeling of having a knife at his throat was undoubtedly more terrifying.
When he'd faced the Striped Giant Tiger, at least he'd still had the option to run. In his current state, he'd lost even the ability to escape.
Once he finally came to his senses and managed to suppress his fear, he noticed two people standing not far away, watching him with faint smiles.
It was a strange feeling. It wasn't like prey being sized up by a hunter; it was more like being some rare animal locked in a cage for people to admire.
Tang Tiande had actually wanted to say something threatening, but after working himself up for a long while, he couldn't think of a thing. After all, even in the Sunny Era, he hadn't been a tough guy. Deep down, he was a pushover. No matter how long he tried to prepare himself, he couldn't pull off the role of a fearsome villain.
Jiang Du, on the other hand, seemed to have picked it up without any instruction. It was as though that little something in the