Chapter 295 A Tiger Pretending To Be A Lamb

’Threeeeeewwwwwwww!!!’ The season was soon coming to an end, and the late Autumn breeze.... gently carried the brownish colored leaves into the air, as it spiralled them about playfully. It was the magic of the hour! The sun’s golden rays, warmly peeked out through the somewhat golden colored trees. Most of the trees were bald, as many of their leaves had been blown away by the season. . It was 10 A.M, and 2 men on horseback could be seen making their way towards Baymard. And as...