Lin Qianxuan walked up to the fierce tiger, confirmed its death, then turned back and shouted loudly: "Brother Yu, it's dead already!"
Yu Yong, who was hiding far behind a dirt slope, still trembled a bit upon hearing this.
Although he appeared somewhat cowardly, he wasn't undeserving of his name. After being startled by this beast during the day and escaping for his life, he still dared to lead Lin Qianxuan here at night.
In human society, his courage was already considered quite commendable.
Wobbling out of the dirt slope, Yu Yong called out to Lin Qianxuan from afar.
"Hero, where are you?"
"Over here!"
Lin Qianxuan replied. Yu Yong groped in the dark and soon arrived nearby.
He saw Lin Qianxuan lying on the tiger, working on skinning it.
He was taken aback, saying, "De...dead?"
"Dead!" Lin Qianxuan confirmed, not stopping his work.
"The hero is truly a man of divine prowess!" Yu Yong exclaimed in admiration.
