So, Toothy circled in the air a few tis, considered, but still didn’t make a move. However, it seed to sense an aura locking onto it.
What deeply moved the portly man was that Ah Fu, his Steel-Spike Wild Boar, resolutely stepped out from behind him, blocking the Fla-Eating Crow’s malicious intent. "Ah Fu, I haven’t raised you for nothing!" The man was deeply moved.
The Steel-Spike Wild Boar snorted, its gaze fixed determinedly on the bird in the sky.
Toothy tilted its head slightly, glancing disdainfully at this plump creature. It didn’t look like a Commander Level Pet Beast at all, and Toothy clearly didn’t take it seriously.
Ah Fu, the Steel-Spike Wild Boar, seed to feel Toothy’s gaze and bristled with anger. Its master was behind it; it couldn’t retreat! It could only charge! And so, it charged.
Toothy hovered mid-air, flapping its wings. Honestly, it was quite startled by the creature’s montum. Then it realized it had overthought things. The creature indeed charged, but it couldn’t fly. The Steel-Spike Wild Boar relied on its steel spikes and long tusks for charging; it was a true landlubber.
And this Steel-Spike Wild Boar... Toothy glanced down at the Steel-Spike Wild Boar charging below. The boar, head raised and eyes firmly fixed on Toothy in the sky, wasn’t watching its step. It tripped and fell, its huge, fat body flung outwards, crashing into a nearby wall with a loud BOOM. It didn’t get up for a long mont, having knocked itself dizzy and disoriented.
Toothy was baffled. Is this thing really a Commander Level Pet Beast? Is it trying to be funny?
Still, this made Toothy realize it didn’t need to waste energy on these fools. Thus, Toothy slowly spread its wings. Its rescue mission was completed to perfection; it was indeed ti to leave.
However, the loud crash seed to attract attention from afar. A voice called out from the sky above, "How bold of you to intrude into a human urban area!"
Accompanied by the reassuring blare of a siren, a figure riding a Windcaller Eagle descended like a divine warrior.
The portly man didn’t have ti to worry about Ah Fu’s condition; his spirits lifted at once. "Law Enforcer, it’s that crow!"
The man didn’t even need to point. The Law Enforcer on the Windcaller Eagle imdiately accelerated, but soon, his brow furrowed. The crow flying ahead kept looking back but showed no intention of attacking. It even deliberately slowed down, seemingly to cover the escape of the other birds.
Is this little fellow here to rescue its kin from the slaughterhouse? The Law Enforcer’s eyebrows rose slightly. This creature doesn’t seem like a Ferocious Beast, does it?
Sure enough, the thirty-sothing-year-old Law Enforcer narrowed his eyes and instantly spotted sothing. There was a tag on the Little Crow’s foot.
That’s the mark of a privately-owned Pet Beast! A privately-owned Pet Beast?
The Law Enforcer’s brow furrowed. He reconsidered his initial thought to forcibly apprehend the Little Crow. After a mont, he decided against it and instead followed the bird. If it had an owner, then this was a dispute between Beast Tars. All he had to do was find out who owned this Little Crow, then let the Beast Tars from both sides negotiate. That would resolve the matter.
However, upon arriving at the destination, the Law Enforcer fell silent.
On the small mountain stood the hundred-ter-tall King Gunpine. Countless Plant-based Pet Beasts covered the entire peak. In the distance, a lake blended seamlessly with the Lingxi River. These features, along with the distinctly different architecture of the nearby buildings, clearly indicated what this place was.
The Law Enforcent Office wasn’t an ordinary place. Only Beast Tars who passed the tar assessnt were qualified to join. They also possessed a certain level of strength. Such departnts held considerable authority in Linzhou, making so matters particularly sensitive.
Since last year, the Jianghai Law Enforcent Office headquarters had circulated a notice to all branches: Regarding the Heart of Woods Cultivation Base in the East Suburb, unless it was a significant issue, they were not to be disturbed without good reason. Even if contact was necessary, discretion and proper conduct were paramount. Of course, a little inquiry would quickly reveal who resided at the base.
And now, this Fla-Eating Crow, which had supposedly caused trouble, turned out to be a Pet Beast from Heart of Woods.
No, wait! What trouble-causing Fla-Eating Crow? This was clearly a valiant, cri-fighting Pet Beast! The Law Enforcer quickly adjusted his attitude.
In the distance, he watched the Fla-Eating Crow and the other flying Pet Beasts that had gathered around it enter the cliffside. The Law Enforcer halted. After a mont’s thought, he turned on the mini-cara pinned to his chest. Then, he actually turned back, steering his Windcaller Eagle directly to the ’Great Expand Butchery’ abattoir.
The abattoir, a wreck after the recent chaos, was being tidied up. Of course, Toothy had only destroyed the confining cage; the collapse of the other walls was purely the doing of the owner’s Steel-Spike Wild Boar.
When the Law Enforcer arrived, the man, who was indignantly comforting Ah Fu, hurried over. "Law Enforcer," he asked, "did you catch that damned crow, the chief culprit?"
However, at that mont, the man suddenly realized the Law Enforcer’s expression was sowhat off.
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