Because he was carrying a tiger that weighed over two hundred kilograms, the mountain path that normally only required a little over twenty minutes to traverse today bizarrely took Zhang Beixing nearly forty minutes to descend.
There's no way around it; this thing is just too heavy, he thought. Plus, the descending mountain path wasn't easy to navigate, causing Zhang Beixing to waste quite a bit of time.
But it was all worth it.
He descended the mountain path and reached Xiyin Town, which was only about one kilometer away. He looked forward to witnessing the birth of the new "Old Eight" era.
Zhang Beixing couldn't help but feel a bit excited. At this moment, his face wasn't red, he wasn't out of breath, and his stamina was excellent.
He shifted the tiger on his shoulder, making sure it wouldn't wake up anytime soon. Carrying it, he headed toward the town.
On the way, Zhang Beixing encountered an old farmer harvesting vegetables in a nearby field.
