Fang Luxue collapsed to the ground and wept, making incessant "woof" sounds, like a fly that couldn't be driven away.
Wan Qiqi didn't know if Xia Shanhu was tired of hearing it, but she was already tired of it!
"Can you shut up? Stop crying, it's getting on my nerves!"
Fang Luxue paused for a second, looked at Wan Qiqi, and her eyes showed a hint of doubt, as if to say: You actually yelled at me?
Then, she burst into tears.
The tiger descending the mountain was enraged and roared, "Shut up! If you howl again, I'll kill you right now!"
Fang Luxue wanted to cry, but she was also afraid of dying, so she sobbed for a long time without daring to make a sound.
"Hang those two up, wrap them in red cloth, and make sure those corrupt officials can see them clearly!"
Xia Shanhu was furious. After giving the order, he had his men take the person away immediately, as if delaying even a second would offend his eyes.
After everyone had left, the little monkey was still standing in the hall, holding the wolf cub, head drooping and lips pursed.
The tiger descending the mountain sat on the throne, rubbing his forehead, feeling a terrible headache.
The little monkey secretly sized up the tiger descending the mountain and saw that the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, as if he would grab a big knife and charge out to fight the soldiers at any moment.
This kind of boss is not cute at all!
He quietly walked to Xia Shanhu's side, gently tugged at the other's sleeve, placed the wolf cub on the throne, and reached out to pat Xia Shanhu's hand lightly, as if to comfort him.
The wolf cub was very familiar with the tiger coming down the mountain. When it got to the throne, it nudged the tiger's palm with its head, wanting the tiger to stroke its head as before.
However, the tiger descending the mountain had no such thoughts; seeing the wolf cubs reminded him of the tragic death of Geng Laosan.
He grabbed the wolf cub by the neck with his other hand, as if he wanted to strangle it to death.
The little monkey was so frightened that it knelt down, its face pale, and shook its head vigorously.
He couldn't speak, so he could only keep making "woofing" sounds to express his feelings and plead for the wolf cub.
"Awoo~ Awoo~" The wolf cub's cries grew weaker and weaker, as if it was about to suffocate at any moment.
When the little monkey realized that kneeling down was useless, it began to kowtow to the tiger coming down the mountain, just like the others.
He remembered that in the past, when others kowtowed to the chief, the chief would spare them.
Before long, his forehead became red and swollen from hitting it.
When Xia Shanhu caught sight of the blood on his forehead, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and let go.
"Get out!"
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