At this thought, Mo Hua's heart gave a tremor, and his gaze, suddenly wary, turned toward the Big Tiger lying on the ground.
The Big Tiger, in the middle of eating meat, sensed a chill; it jolted, suddenly bristling, then lifted its head to look at Mo Hua.
It still had meat clamped in its jaws; in its large eyes, there was clarity yet confusion, an utterly innocent look, as if it had no idea why Mo Hua seemed a little angry.
Mo Hua stared blankly into the Big Tiger's clear eyes; after a moment, he let out a somewhat helpless sigh, and his expression softened.
"This big idiot only knows how to eat; clearly it really doesn't know anything…"
Mo Hua realized he was probably overthinking things.
Setting the Great Wilderness aside for the moment—what happens here, without a doubt, carries the "schemes" of many people; Cause and Effect are tangled and complex, infused with much "deliberate intent."
