A man with dark robes bounced up the cliff wall somewhere deep in the mountains. His body was as light as a feather but his moves were swift and sharp like a cougar. He smoothly landed at the top of the cliff after taking one final leap. His long dark hair swayed with the wind and his cold dark eyes swept around him. He smirked when he saw two shadow tigers watching him from the boulder. Their black fur rose as they looked at him with blue menacing eyes. They growled and showed their long fangs to intimidate him.
Zhao Li Xin smiled. He felt no fears but excitement. It was a good thing they greeted him as he didn't need to spend so much time looking for the tigers. The tigers roared loudly to scare him but the word fear had ceased to exist in Zhao Li Xin's dictionary.
