Nan Qi tried several times, but no matter which tall tree he leaped to, one of the two tigers below would always stubbornly follow him. Escaping seemed completely impossible.
"We cannot stay in this stalemate any longer." Watching the light in the dense forest dim further, Bei Ji looked grave; he had a bad premonition.
Standing on a tree branch, he gazed into the distance, his eyes unfocused. His handsome face appeared calm, but his heart was pounding wildly. It was a form of danger-sensing intuition—on the battlefield, he had relied on this feeling countless times to avoid certain death.
Chapter 104