The monkey chewed on the mountain fruit, utterly puzzled.
At that moment.
A cold wind blew by.
The monkey shivered involuntarily, his heart filled with caution. He stopped eating the fruit, quickly picked up the iron rod by his side.
He turned around.
There, under a tree in the distance, stood a gigantic creature.
its body was yellow-white, a black character for 'king' marked its forehead, its limbs were extraordinary muscular, eyes fierce and intimidating.
What a tiger!
The monkey gripped the iron rod in his hands, unafraid as he stared at the tiger before him.
He was fortunate once to have received Immortal Guidance and was taught excellent staff techniques.
Depending on the staff techniques given by the Immortal and with this iron rod in hand, over these years, he had killed countless prying snakes, wolves, tigers, and leopards.
Even though the tiger in front of him now was much larger than any wild beast he had encountered before, he was not afraid.