Drip, drip—
In the mountain forest, water droplets fell from the leaves.
Last night's heavy rain heralded the arrival of winter, and the temperature dropped sharply.
After the rain, the sky was clear.
The golden sunlight fell, bringing a touch of warmth in the winter.
Roar!
Boom, boom, boom—
Early in the morning, the forest was filled with thunderous roars and fierce collision sounds from battles.
The roar of the fierce beast was full of intense anger and frustration.
On the other side, Xiaohei leaned against the slightly damp tree trunk, munching on wild fruit picked from who knows where, watching the battle ahead with keen interest.
He had seen such battles several times.
Though each time ended with a retreat, Xiaohei still watched with great enthusiasm.
Seeing the beast, which once had a grudge against him, roar so helplessly under Lin Zheyu's fists made him very happy.
Hiss—Chirp—
