Chapter 241: I Have a Mountain Lord Friend

Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives.

Chen Wuji was thinking about it when a earth-shaking tiger roar suddenly came from the dense forest.

Hearing the sound, it seemed not too far, maybe a few hundred meters away from them.

"Family Head, there's a big beast!"

The clansmen nervously gathered together, each holding a knife, warily watching the surroundings.

"It sounds like a tame tiger, but I'm not sure..." Chen Wuji muttered.

This roar was astonishing in momentum, especially intimidating.

Without that repetitive howl, Chen Wuji sensed some familiarity, yet wasn't quite sure.

"Retreat first!" Chen Wuji said in a low voice.

To be safe, we still shouldn't bet that it's a tame tiger.

If we bet wrong, our lives could be over.

Just as everyone was about to move, a rustle suddenly came from the nearby grass.

Immediately, a striped fierce tiger leapt out, blocking their path, and without hesitation lunged at Chen Wuji and the others.

"We guessed wrong!" Chen Wuji stepped forward, knife in hand, and lunged.

"Everyone, spread out, find an opening, and hack it!"

The people quickly obeyed the order, showing high military discipline.

Fear was certainly present; some people had sweat on their foreheads.

But these people of the Chen clan's main vein never falter in important matters.

In an instant, Chen Wuji collided with that tiger.

The one with the knife was ready to strike, while the one opening its mouth prepared to deliver a fatal bite to Chen Wuji.

At that critical moment, a yellow flash suddenly darted out from the side.

Its speed was astonishing; it slammed the tiger to the ground and pounced, biting.

Tiger fights follow strict patterns, with tearing, biting, and pouncing in endless variation.

Chen Wuji recognized the tiger that had lunged out.

This one is the tame tiger.

Perhaps he hadn't misheard; the earth-shaking roar came from this tame tiger.

The other might have noticed his tracks and was about to approach, but then spotted the sneaky tiger preparing to make Chen Wuji its lunch, and called out to stop it.

"Find a chance, hack the one with the injured eye, don't hurt the other." Chen Wuji shouted, threw down his knife, and quickly unslung his bow and arrow from his back.

The clansmen were somewhat confused by Chen Wuji's order.

"Family Head, why not hack the other one? While the two tigers fight, we can strike." someone shouted.

"The other is an old friend; it's helping us!" Chen Wuji held his bow, the nocked arrow moving slowly with the tigers' motions, seeking a chance to shoot.

Clansmen:???

What did they just hear?

The other tiger is a friend?!

They were tense and clear-headed, but Chen Wuji's words made them feel like they were dreaming.

"Is what the Family Head said true?"

"I don't know if it's true, but we do as the Family Head says—no doubt, be serious."

"But... this is a tiger; how could a tiger be a friend?"

"My eyes aren't blind; I can recognize it. But the Family Head isn't muddle-headed either—do you think the Family Head doesn't know?"

"Seems... so."

Chen Wuji's arrow flew out, slipping into the tiger's belly at a tricky angle.

The tame tiger was also clever; it seized the chance, raised its claws, and began to rake.

While surprising Chen Wuji, it seemed, even while fighting, to be looking for an angle for him to shoot. This worldly-wise tiger seemed overly clever, almost as if it had become a spirit.

Whoosh!

Another arrow flew out, again piercing the tiger's body.

The tame tiger saw the opportunity and slapped the arrow shaft with a paw.

As the arrow snapped, its tip also drove deep into the tiger's chest.

Roar...

A furious roar rang out; the tiger went completely berserk, launching a desperate counterattack.

But even a fierce tiger can't withstand a frenzied attack from its own kind, plus occasional knife and arrow strikes from the crowd.

Roar!

After a mournful howl, the tiger collapsed to the ground, only its eyes twitching. It stared at Chen Wuji's tame tiger, likely unable to comprehend: we're the same kind, how could you betray us and help humans kill it?

The tame tiger ignored its gaze, let out a short series of roars, mustered strength, and slapped the tiger away, also forcing it to shut its eyes firmly.

Chen clan: ……

Is this a sound a tiger can make?

What kind of deathly sound is that?!

"Tiger brother, long time no see." Chen Wuji forced a calm greeting.

Even though everyone was already this familiar, facing this mountain king still made him feel a bit uneasy inside.

The tame tiger sat down, glanced at Chen Wuji and let out two 'hoo' calls, then yawned upward.

Chen Wuji: ……

Big brother, do you know or not know your hoo-hoo-hoo dead move? It's a bit cheap.

I also don't know what it learned this from.

This is definitely not something a tiger could do.

The Chen clan folks watched this scene and were completely dumbfounded.

This tiger...

He really is an old friend.

How on earth did the Family Head manage that?

In their view, this is absolutely not something a person could do.

Throughout history, there have hardly been any similar incidents.

But, having said that...

Those who can pull this off don't seem like ordinary folks.

Could it be that the Chen clan is about to rise because of this?

The clan members' thoughts raced, and a surge of hot blood quietly boiled up.

They seemed to have discovered something momentous.

"Tiger Brother, I just bagged two deer—want to eat some first?" Chen Wuji said eagerly.

He really doesn't know what to say to a tiger, so he just makes awkward small talk.

The tiger reclined on the ground about four or five steps from Chen Wudi, apparently not understanding Chen Wuji's words, and lowered its head to lick its wound.

Its wound today is light—just a few scratches, not a big area.

Seeing this, Chen Wuji ripped his clothes into strips, gathered some nearby herbs, crushed them in his hands, and went over to the tiger.

Since the old friend isn't going to eat his catch, let's just tend to its wound.

After all the trouble others go through to help him, he still doesn't grasp human relations any better than a tiger.

Although, he's a little timid...

People's hearts are hard to read, and even more so a tiger with hunting instincts—Chen Wuji's caution is also instinct.

But when Chen Wuji was pleased, the tiger was very cooperative, flopping onto the ground and letting him work.

"Tiger Brother, eat up—you look thin to me. Stop worrying about sending me game; you've already sent plenty." Chen Wuji, at a loss for words, just started chatting nonsense.

The tiger let out a low groan, like a yawn.

Whether he understood or not, it still responded.

Chen clan folks:??

These people all went numb.

What they saw today turned their years of experience upside down.