Chapter 2042 — The Gloomy Lion
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But how had this lion gotten all the way out here?
"What's the matter?" Wei Zhao had paid no attention to the scene outside the window. A so-called Lion King was nothing that interested him; he had seen plenty of such beasts back on the savannahs and in the forests of Africa, and there was nothing remarkable about them at all.
"That lion... doesn't it look like the one we used to have?" Shen Yushu pointed at the Lion King not far away.
Wei Zhao looked up in some surprise and followed the direction of her finger—and there, sure enough, was a familiar figure: the lion that had once belonged to Gou Huli!
Wei Zhao had never had any fondness for this lion, a bully that groveled before the strong and tyrannized the weak, so he had never bothered to raise its strength. When Shen Yushu sold it off, he had let it go without a second thought.
The only thing was that, trailing after General Weiwu and the Thunder Pig in their daily training, the creature had picked up a bit of the air of a spirit beast. Its strength was not great, but it did possess the power of a half-step Yellow Rank external cultivator.
And that strength was nothing at all before General Weiwu and the Thunder Pig—let alone before Wei Zhao!
But in a place like this, the lion had relied on its formidable power and the intelligence cultivated in it by General Weiwu and the Thunder Pig to become the local overlord!
"It really is," Wei Zhao said with a nod.
"Drive over, drive over—hurry, drive the car over! I want to see that Lion King!" Shen Yushu said to the driver.
"Ah? Drive over? Isn't that a bit dangerous?" After the business with the maddened tiger earlier, Uncle Yan had grown cautious. He turned to Zhang Duopan. "Young Master Zhang, shall we drive over?"
"This..." To be honest, Zhang Duopan was still badly shaken. Even though he was inside the car, he was afraid, and so he hesitated.
"Zhang Duopan, don't tell me you're still scared stiff from just now? Now you don't even dare get close to a tiger while you're inside the car?" Bai Weituo never missed a chance to needle Zhang Duopan—after all, the man had mocked him often enough before!
"I... who says I'm scared stiff? That tiger went mad earlier. It's not tigers I'm afraid of—only mad tigers!" Zhang Duopan waved a hand. "Uncle Yan, drive on. Even the girls in the car aren't afraid, so what have we got to fear?"
"Right!" Uncle Yan nodded, started the car, and drew closer to the Lion King.
The Lion King was not the least bit afraid of the approaching vehicle, and that tiger, King Wang's underling, even let out a fierce roar at the Hummer, not deigning to take it seriously at all—rather, it carried the imperious air of one demanding a tasty offering!
Tourists were forbidden to feed the tigers here, but drivers were permitted to feed the tigers and lions on their behalf—for a fee, of course, paid by the tourists.
"Stop the car, open the door. I'm getting out!" Shen Yushu suddenly said to Uncle Yan.
"Ah?" Uncle Yan's eyes went wide at her words. He could not imagine what she meant to do—get out here? Was she courting death?
Even he, a professional tamer, did not dare step out of the car here. When feeding the tigers and lions, he tossed the meat out through the gaps in the window bars, and even then he never dared be careless. And now Shen Yushu, a young girl, actually wanted to get out?
"Arrow Brand Bro, will you come out with me?" Shen Yushu suddenly realized that this was not quite right either. The lion had already been sold, and it was now the king of this place. However reckless she might be, she could not risk her life—so she turned to look at Wei Zhao.