"Is it that bad?" Nie Yun hadn't expected Luo Cheng and Luo Yu to be so vicious. These two mutated Tiger-Headed Beasts had long been the kings of the jungle, yet they had been wounded so severely that they were beyond saving!
ROAR!
As if it knew its injuries were incurable, the Male Tiger-Headed Beast glanced at Nie Yun, then its massive head turned to look at Xiaohu. It was as if it was arranging its final affairs, pleading with Nie Yun to treat its son well in the future.
"Rest assured, I'll take care of Xiaohu!" Although he didn't understand the language of beasts and lacked the so-called Beast Language Dantian, Nie Yun still understood its meaning and nodded.
The last time they met, it had forced him to hide in a pool for hours. To get out, he had even resorted to drugging it. He never would have thought that he and the beast, once adversaries, would meet again only for it to entrust its final wishes to him.
