Liyuan
Mr. Jiu, as usual... drinking tea, playing chess, fishing, and walking birds. Oh, recently he's picked up another hobby—training the White Lion.
"Come on, Xiao Bai, roll over!"
The White Lion lay there lifelessly, rolled over with a weak effort, and whimpered. The majestic Lion King has been reduced to selling cuteness for survival—what a disgrace!
But mainly, this human in front of it is simply too terrifying!
"Come on, jump through the fire ring."
Old Third had the servants place a flaming hoop in front of it...
Uncle could endure it, but Aunt couldn't either!
The White Lion let out a mighty roar and lunged at Mr. Jiu. Just as its sharp teeth were about to clamp down on his head...
He slapped its head with a single palm. It was... sent straight to the ground!!!
Whimpering, it hurt so bad, hurt so bad, hurt so bad—it felt like its head was about to split open. Mr. Jiu stood before it, squinting slightly, and said softly:
