Chapter 404 Soldier's Plan

Soldier panicked at Beauty's words. “Lady, this country kid is just bluffing. He's never even seen the

Tiger King. The moment he hears it roar, he'll wet his pants, let alone facing it!"

"A roar will make me wet my pants? Listen big guy, did that happened to you? Is that why you seem

so familiar with the sensation?" Daniel's retort turned Soldier's face beet red with embarrassment.

He'd hit the nail right on the head—Soldier had indeed been scared to the point of an accident by

the Tiger King.

"You're the one who'll wet your pants! How could I be scared of it? If I catch that Tiger King, a

couple of slaps will have it howling."

Although Soldier was fearful and hesitant, he didn't want to show it.

"You’re so brave, Soldier? You can make that big cat howl? Alright, when we head to the hills, make

sure to give it those slaps. Teach it a good lesson!" Daniel challenged, eager to see just how Soldier

would handle the frightful encounter with the Tiger King.

Soldier would never dare to actually slap the Tiger King; he couldn't even look the beast in the eye.

But he believed Daniel wouldn't be able to find it anyway. Although hesitant to venture into the hills

himself, Soldier had dispatched drones to survey the area. The drones had flown far and wide

without spotting any sign of the Tiger King.

Soldier suspected the Tiger King had run off somewhere, possibly even returning to the Spirit

Realm, comforting himself with that thought.

"As long as you can find the Tiger King," Soldier declared with false bravado, "I’ll give it a good slap

and tame it until it howls!"

"Good! Get me a chicken, and it better be a hen!"

Daniel's demand puzzled Beauty. With a confused look, she asked, "What do you need a chicken

for?"

"Tigers love eating chickens, right? We’ll use it as bait! Unless you’d rather volunteer? You're not a

chicken, are you?"

"You..."

Fuming, Beauty stomped her foot and glared at him. “Country kid, if you keep spouting nonsense,

I’ll tear your mouth off!"

"I'm not talking nonsense! I'm speaking the truth! You’re obviously not a chicken. Or are you

suggesting otherwise?"

"You... I... I'm gonna kick your butt!"

Unable to outargue him, Beauty opted for physical retaliation, aiming another kick at Daniel’s

behind. It was her preferred target since it had more padding, and she enjoyed seeing him stumble

and fall.

She had previously gotten the upper hand by bringing him down, but repeated victories were not

always satisfying. One day, she knew, she’d tire of it.

This time, Daniel decided not to indulge her any further.