Su Xinyi watched as the old tiger charged straight towards the Crown Prince. With so many people around, why did it focus on him?
Everyone cried out in shock, as the ferocious tiger lunged with an alarming velocity. Many were so frightened that their legs gave way, and they fell to the ground.
Yan Junchu's arrow had already been released from his bow, but this was a tiger that had lost its reason. Clearly, it didn't know what danger was. Although it had been shot by an arrow, it didn't retreat. Instead, its ferocity was provoked even more. A guard who tried to stop it was swatted away and let out a miserable scream. And in a blink, the feral beast had advanced towards the Crown Prince.