Chapter 156: The Stubborn Little Daoist

Raphael walked over to the black tiger. He followed the beast's gaze down the mountain to the grave mound. For a moment, his mind went blank. Who said ferocious beasts were heartless? After a long silence, Raphael crouched down and gently stroked the black tiger's back. He spoke in a low voice. "Mr. Yale, pick those three fruits." "Once you pick them, eat them as soon as possible. They won't keep." With that, Raphael gathered the black tiger into his arms and leaped straight down the slope. Before...