With these thoughts, Wang Hao's gaze swept around in the periphery of his vision, preparing to make a run for it at the first opportunity.
Being timid before battle is a great taboo for soldiers.
However, there was no helping it; the opponent was just too terrifying. Even ten of him probably wouldn't stand a chance against Cat King Hu Tianxiao.
Of course, now was not the time to run away.
If he got scared off by a big cat, he'd truly have no face to show in the future.
The most important reason was that he hadn't yet seen Cat King Hu Tianxiao. Who knew from which direction this guy would pounce? He shouldn't be so desperate to escape—oh, wrong idiom—he shouldn't rush headlong only to end up in his arms. That would really be disastrous.
Wang Hao took three deep breaths and shouted at the big white cat, "Cat King, since you've come, why not show yourself? Hiding isn't really your style, is it?"
"Hee hee, hee hee..."
