When the bull saw the little crane grass, he sighed and held it in his arms. The little crane grass hid in the bull's arms and continued to cry. After a long time, it was tired from crying and finally fell asleep.
In its sleep, the little crane protector realized that it had once again turned into that man, that incomparably tall man. That man was still facing the countless lightning bolts, but there was no fear in his heart at all. He continued to disperse the lightning bolts. In his eyes, the lightning bolts were nothing, he was incomparably strong.
