In a corner of the cave dwelling.
The rhinoceros and monkey were squatting on the ground, tilting their heads and whispering to each other.
"I've completely lost face," the rhinoceros heaved a heavy sigh, "and my prestige is gone too. I definitely won't be able to keep the position of the king."
"You're overthinking it," the monkey consoled, "After Bear King's death, you're the one with the highest cultivation in Beast King Valley. It's only fair, both logically and emotionally, that you become the king. I believe the other ferocious beasts think the same."
"But the real problem is... the other ferocious beasts won't submit to me..."
"They will, they will definitely submit to you."
"Stop comforting me," the rhinoceros shook its head slightly, "I've made up my mind. Once I escape the danger, I'll enter closed-door cultivation and not involve myself with matters of the Beast King Valley anymore."
