If it were just jumping through normal hoops, it would have been far too simple for Cedriel. But flaming hoops were a different story entirely. The combination of danger and thrill left the audience both anticipating and worried.
Six massive hoops burst into flames mid-air, one after another. The Mojin King Tiger stood at the very front with a determined gaze. His forelegs crouched, and his back arched—he was ready to strike.
However, accidents always happened when least expected.
"Cyril!"
Just as the Mojin King Tiger was about to begin his performance, a platinum figure shot forward like an arrow released from its bow, directly taking the Mojin King Tiger's place.
[Holy crap! What's going on?! Where did this lion pop out from?! Everyone at the scene looks completely stunned.]
[Cyril... Is he who I think he is? Are breeders really in such high demand?]
