From his point of view, One Finger Monastery had nothing more than a few talking animals. How could he be afraid of such things when he had weapons on him?
Squirrel was infuriated when he heard that. He brushed the fur on his arm and said, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it! Don't write me off as being tiny; I'm fierce!"
"Woah, you're fierce? Come, come on down. Let me see how much meat you have for me to eat." Old Li laughed out loud.
Just as he said that, he saw Squirrel turn into a black shadow and charge down!
Following that, Old Li felt as if someone had punched him in the face. With a cry, he flipped to the ground!
When he got up, his face was covered in blood!
His nose was bleeding from being hit by Squirrel's head.
"Puny one, let's see if you still dare look down on me!" Squirrel said smugly.
"Little imp, I'll kill you!" Old Li raged and subconsciously took out his weapon.
