On Moon Lion Mountain, deep within the dense forest.
A middle-aged man with a purple scarf wrapped around his head was pacing back and forth under a tree, looking deeply unsettled.
Suddenly, his footsteps halted, and he jerked his head to look to the right!
Yet, there was nothing there but trees and weeds—nothing unusual at all.
"What's wrong with me?" The man clutched his purple scarf and ripped it off, revealing a shiny bald head.
Suppressing his panic, he looked up toward the northern sky.
The Thundercloud Roc soared through the sky, surveying the area around Moon Lion Mountain, apparently noticing nothing amiss.
The bald man placed a hand on his left chest: "Why am I so uneasy, why… who's there?!"
"Jingle jingle~ jing~"
A crisp bell rang out from deep within the forest.
In that moment, the bald man felt more than just palpitations; even his temples throbbed violently!
