"I say, One-eyed Dragon."
The young man, while nonchalantly leading the way, persuaded, "I toil all year, planting some grains is not easy. Now it's freezing cold; if you rob us, how will we survive?"
"Cut the chatter!"
The One-eyed Dragon said in a deep voice, "Lead the way honestly, and I'll spare your life later."
"Or maybe let's just forget it?"
The young man looked at the fork in the road ahead, and calmly said, "If you surrender to the government now, by autumn you'll still be well-fed and clothed, without having to roam tirelessly every day."
One-eyed Dragon sneered, "Kid, what nonsense are you talking about? I'll cut out your tongu..."
"Roar—"
A beast's roar that shook the heart suddenly resounded, as from the woods on the left, a fearsome beast, snow-white and tiger-like with golden horns on its forehead, shrouded in spirit light, launched its attack.
Golden Beast!
One-eyed Dragon was taken aback and hurriedly dismounted from his horse.
