"Moo moo!" The black ox let out an unabashedly triumphant cry at the sight of the beasts that showed fear in its presence.
This pride was akin to a superior looking down on inferiors with disdain, a rightful display of its majesty in front of Zheng Ming!
Unapologetically confronting the black ox's sense of superiority, Zheng Ming once again threw a punch at its nose. With experience, Zheng Ming knew that hitting it anywhere else was like tickling the beast, but to really beat it, you had to hit its nose.
Winded by the punch, the black ox almost knelt to the ground. It let out a mournful cry and then, dragging Zheng Ming along, moved in the opposite direction from where the wild beasts had fled.
Zheng Ming didn't know whether the commotion was due to a landslide or the emergence of a treasure, but he was determined to find out.
After all, he possessed the card of the Ancient Golden Crow, which granted him invincibility for twenty minutes.
