Era: You're asked to cook a home-style dish, but you cook Wellington.

"Okay, now!"

Just as the tiger was about to pounce, Gao Yang suddenly turned to the side, grabbed a protruding rock beside him, and pulled and pried it with all his might.

This already loose rock was suddenly overturned by him, especially since the soil was soft after the rain.

"Boom!"

The boulder rolled down the steep slope toward the tiger with unstoppable force.

The tiger's pupils contracted sharply, and it hurriedly dodged to the side, but was still grazed on the hind leg by the rock. It staggered and roared in pain.

It became utterly enraged, its roar deafening.

In the distance, Su Wanqing gripped the tree trunk tightly with her fingers, her whole being filled with anxiety.

As things stand, the man and the tiger are now in a standoff. Gao Yang is fine, but the tiger is truly enraged.

In an instant, birds took flight from a small hilltop, circling overhead, and the roars of wild beasts echoed throughout the hilltop.

"You really can't believe the legends!"

Su Wanqing felt nothing but regret.

She forgot which expert said there were no large wild animals on the Cangmang Mountain.

However, first there was this big tiger, followed by these roaring, unidentified wild beasts; any one of them could take the life of an ordinary person.

Gao Yang, panting heavily, stared intently at the tiger with its injured hind leg and ferocious nature, not daring to relax for a moment.

The tiger's skin was torn and bleeding from being scraped by the rocks, and it limped on its hind legs, yet it still maintained a pouncing posture, its green eyes blazing with murderous intent. It paced slowly around Gao Yang, constantly emitting low, threatening growls, clearly searching for an opening to deliver a fatal blow.

Gao Yang knew in his heart that this was the last chance.

The tiger was injured, and its movements were already a beat slower. If it dragged on any longer, it would get used to the pain or be completely overwhelmed by the smell of blood, and the tiger's strength would not be enough to hold on.

He glanced quickly at the two-hundred-year-old ginseng in the crevice of the rock. Its leaves were thick and its stem was sturdy. It grew quietly in the deepest part of the rock, and he could dig it up with just a reach.

"No, we can't continue like this, we have to hurry."

He had a bad feeling in his heart.

Those assassins were already in good physical condition. Although they had gone down the mountain, they could still go back up quickly. Digging for ginseng would take some time. If they continued to waste time, he and Su Wanqing would only be caught in a double attack by the tiger and the assassins, and would die without a burial place.

Gao Yang's heart was beating faster and faster.

His steps were hesitant and slow, until he reached the edge of the cliff. He stared directly at the tiger, his grip on the dagger tightening.

The tiger, wounded in its hind leg, grew even more ferocious. Its scarlet tongue licked the corner of its mouth, and its green eyes were fixed on Gao Yang. Each low growl made the air tremble.

It suddenly mustered its strength, its front paws scrambling through the mud, and pounced again despite its injuries.

"Roar roar roar!"

This time, it exerted all its strength, determined to tear this human who had repeatedly provoked it to pieces.

Gao Yang had nowhere to avoid it; his wounds flared up all at once, and every movement brought him intense pain.

Unsuccessful, they become benevolent.

He looked at Su Wanqing beside him, thinking of the old Su family mansion, where an old man was waiting for Su Wanqing to save him.

Gao Yang's gaze grew even fiercer, and he didn't back down an inch.

He saw the tiger's trajectory and suddenly ducked down, gripping the slippery, wet mud with all his might.

He lowered his center of gravity and spread his arms, intending to catch the force of the tiger's charge head-on!

"Gao Yang!"

Su Wanqing, who was not far away, was so frightened that she screamed.

How can a person compare to a tiger weighing four or five hundred pounds? This kind of action is tantamount to suicide!

She wanted to rush over but didn't dare to disturb him, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

The next second, the tiger's massive body slammed into Gao Yang, the huge impact causing him to stumble backward, each step leaving deep footprints in the mud.

He felt as if he had been hit by a truck; his chest was churning with blood and qi, his throat tasted metallic and sweet, and he felt like he was about to be thrown backward.

But he still held his arms tightly, gripping the tiger's forelimbs firmly, so that its fangs and claws wouldn't hurt him in the slightest.

The man and the tiger were locked in a fierce battle, but in reality, Gao Yang was being unilaterally crushed.

His back was almost pressed against the railing stone at the edge of the cliff. Behind him was a bottomless abyss, with clouds and mist swirling at the bottom. If he fell, he would surely be smashed to pieces.

The tiger sensed the struggle of the human beneath it and grew even more ferocious.

Its head thrashed wildly, its sharp fangs grazing Gao Yang's neck several times, and a stench filled the air.

Gao Yang gritted his teeth and endured the pain. Taking advantage of the moment when the tiger turned its head and roared, he freed one hand, clenched his fist, took the dagger, and stabbed it in the injured hind leg with all his might. Each stab was filled with a desperate and ruthless force.

"Awoo."

The tiger cried out in pain, and the intense pain caused its strength to instantly weaken.

Gao Yang seized this fleeting opportunity, bursting out with all his might in his arms. Using the momentum of the tiger's pounce, he suddenly turned to the side and pushed hard towards the cliff with all his might!

With this push, he used all his strength, causing all the wounds on his body to burst open, and blood gushed out.

The tiger, already off balance from its forward lunge and hampered by its severely injured hind leg, had no time to regain its footing. Its massive body instantly went out of control and slid toward the edge of the cliff.

It sensed something was wrong, but it was too late. Its enormous body was suspended in mid-air, and its center of gravity gradually shifted.

It roared in terror, frantically pawing at the mud on the cliff edge, but the cliff was slippery and offered no foothold.

Gao Yang staggered back a few steps, panting heavily.

He watched as the tiger struggled a few times on the edge of the cliff before finally losing its balance and plummeting straight down the cliff with its massive body.

The mournful roar of the tiger grew farther and farther away, gradually swallowed up by the sound of the wind in the valley, until it disappeared completely.

He collapsed to the ground, his head spinning.

"Gao Yang!"

Su Wanqing rushed over, hugged Gao Yang tightly, and used her skillful hands to carefully examine Gao Yang's injuries.

"Hang in there! Once we get down the mountain, I'll definitely find the best doctor to treat you."

Gao Yang's lips curled up slightly.

"Quick! Go dig up some ginseng!"

His voice was faint and intermittent.

Su Wanqing looked at the man in her arms, then at the old ginseng on the cliff edge, her teeth clenched tightly.

She gently put the man in her arms down, ran to the edge of the cliff, tied a red rope to the ginseng seedling, and used a knife to carefully remove the soil.

Gao Yang looked at the sky and took deep breaths.

Su Wanqing's movements were extremely fast, yet extremely light.

"puff"

At the last moment, she gripped the thick ginseng stem with both hands, gently shook it, and pulled out the old ginseng covered in black soil with its roots intact.

The wind, carrying the fresh scent of the mountains and the rich aroma of herbs, instantly dispersed.

Su Wanqing held the old ginseng, her knuckles turning white from the force, and her shoulders were still trembling slightly.

She turned to look at Gao Yang, her usually calm and composed almond-shaped eyes now red as if soaked in blood, tears welling up in her eyes, but she dared not let a single drop fall.

The old man is saved!

…………

Yuncheng, the Su family.

In the empty hall, a dozen people stood together, arms crossed, looking at the girl in front of them with sneers and sarcasm.

"Rain girl, don't wait anymore, your sister isn't coming."

"We can discuss and decide on the old man's matter."