Deep in the mountains and forests.
On a patch of grassland, a wild goat is leisurely grazing.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a massive black and yellow-striped shadow leaps out with a gust of wind, pinning the goat to the ground. With its mouth wide open, it bites down on the goat's neck.
The goat's hooves twitch continuously, kicking up grass and soil, but eventually it stops struggling and becomes a corpse.
The hunter is a mountain tiger.
However, it doesn't start feasting immediately but instead roars towards a part of the forest.
"Here it comes."
A figure flashes by, and Fang Xing emerges.
Nowadays, he is decked out like never before, wearing animal skin clothing and deer leather boots. Although he still looks like a wild man, it's much better than his previous appearance clad only in grass skirts.
Fang Xing takes out a paper dagger and expertly gut the goat, tossing the freshest entrails to the tiger.
The big tiger lowers its head to swallow, letting out a satisfied whimper.
