Speak human words to humans, speak ghost words to ghosts.
The best language to deal with these beasts is fists!
The story of Morris Pendleton fighting the tiger has long revealed a truth.
It's impossible to reason with beasts.
Otherwise, the strong man wouldn't have been eaten for advising the tiger to be kind while going up the mountain.
Then it was left to his brother, Morris Pendleton, to avenge him.
Julius Reed doesn't have a brother, so when facing the white tiger, he can only fight to the death.
With one punch, the white tiger seemed to be dazed.
The golden bull remained on the side, not making a move.
The Green Snake tightly wrapped around Julius Reed's foot, without moving further.
"Come, continue," Julius Reed rolled up his sleeves, looking at the white tiger.
He stretched out his hand and beckoned with his fingers.
If he can't deal with these three ghostly creatures here, it would be dangerous to enter inside.
