This Thunderhorn Bull was clearly still a calf, only a meter long and at most at the middle stage of the early youth.
Even so, when it was in full rage, its head hung low, its arcing thunder horns facing forward, a pair of huge bull's eyes bulging out, and its stubby hooves plowing the ground over and over again, ready to charge—the fear was overwhelming!
The blue-skirted girl covered her mouth and took some steps backward, her face full of cowardice.
"Big Brother… Big Brother He, it… it ran out!"
"Oh no!" said He Fan, his legs wobbling and shaking, panicking briefly and immediately coming back to his senses. "Nana, come on, let's climb up the tree!"
His voice was urgent, and just as he finished his sentence, he grabbed the blue-skirted girl and pushed her hard up the tree, pulling himself and scurrying up the bark.
