A lion stood on the road ahead.
Its eyes were crimson as it looked down on the intruders, a low growl rumbling in its throat.
Chu Jing's brow furrowed, the smile vanishing from her face in an instant.
She stared at the lion for a moment before speaking coldly.
"Bai Ya, you really won't give up until you're dead, will you?"
A few seconds later, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed from the distance.
Amidst a cloud of dust, Bai Ya emerged, riding on the back of a tiger.
The tiger was pure white, its fur gleaming with a cold light. The ground trembled slightly as its four paws touched down.
Bai Ya sat atop the tiger, looking down on them with a smile that promised victory.
"You little wench, I was careless last time."
She sneered, her fingers gently stroking the tiger's ear.
"But this time, I've come fully prepared."
"I won't let you escape with your life again."
Facing Bai Ya, Chu Jing's eyes were filled with cold indifference.
