Chapter 15 Big White, bite his stinky feet!

Chapter 15 Big White, bite his stinky feet!

"Smells like a thief?"

Pei Yunjing repeated these three words, the crimson in his eyes still lingering, but a chilling smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.

He glanced at the tiger, who was still fast asleep at the door, and then at Tangli, who was kneeling on the ground, her head covered in sweat.

"Tang Li, do you think I'm crazy, or do you think everyone in this room is crazy?"

Pei Yunjing slightly tilted the long sword in his hand, the tip pointing at Tang Li's brow, his tone chilling to the bone:

"Dozens of people come and go from this study every day, their smells are all mixed together. How could a beast possibly smell out who the mole is?"

"Stop fooling around." He lost his last bit of patience. "If we can't find out, I'll skin you alive with my hands."

This is an ultimatum.

Tang Li's heart was pounding, and her back was soaked with cold sweat.

She knew she was gambling with her life.

But the gecko's information was too certain; she had to take the gamble.

"If the truth cannot be found, I am willing to share the blame with the thief!"

Tang Li gritted her teeth and made a solemn pledge, then turned away from Pei Yunjing and shouted towards the door:

"Big White! Come here!"

The huge white thing at the doorway twitched its ears and lazily raised its eyelids.

It didn't want to move at first, but when it heard its keeper calling it, it reluctantly got up, shook its fur, and slowly walked into the somber study.

"roar……"

Big White yawned, and its huge tiger head rubbed against Tang Li's hand, clearly treating this as part of its daily tickling routine.

The moment Tang Li's palm touched the tiger's head, the timidity in her eyes vanished, replaced by extreme focus.

A powerful force surged through his palm and directly into Da Bai's mind:

[Big White! Listen up!]

See that old man in the blue shirt with the goatee?

Da Bai tilted its head and looked in the direction Tang Li was looking.

Go! Pounce on him!

Tang Li quickly issued instructions in her mind, her tone full of seduction:

[That old man's left boot...yes, that one! That's your new toy! Tear it to shreds! Bite it to pieces!]

Big White paused for a moment, twitched its nostrils, and sniffed from a distance.

The next second, a voice filled with extreme disdain echoed back:

[Ugh... Are you serious, boss?]

That foot stinks worse than a latrine! It smells like stale salted fish! I'm a germaphobe! I won't bite it! Dirty mouth!

Tangli was anxious. This was a matter of life and death. How could she let this ancestor be picky about food?

She made a snap decision and directly raised the price:

Two roast chickens! Extra dinner tonight! Plus, I'll give you half an hour of belly-scratching!

Big White's pair of eerie green eyes lit up instantly, like two giant light bulbs.

【make a deal! 】

[For roast chicken! I'd do anything, even flush down a stagnant, old latrine! It's not just salted fish feet!]

All communication was completed in the blink of an eye.

To Pei Yunjing and the others, Tang Li merely patted the tiger's head, seemingly to comfort it.

However, the next moment—

"roar--!!!"

A deafening roar of a tiger suddenly erupted in the study without warning!

The usually docile Big White suddenly gained a surge of power.

With a sudden burst of power from its hind legs, its massive body transformed into a white blur, passing over the kneeling people in the front row, and carrying a suffocatingly foul stench, it pounced straight at Mr. Liu, who was preparing to "die by crashing into a pillar in protest"!

"ah--!!"

Mr. Liu was still gathering his grief and indignation when he suddenly saw a gaping maw rushing towards him. He was so frightened that his soul almost left his body, and his previous "loyalty" was instantly wasted.

"Your Highness, save me! This beast is hurting people! Your Highness—"

"Bang!"

Mr. Liu's thin frame was knocked to the ground by the tiger, which weighed several hundred kilograms, with a dull thud.

Big White pressed one of its paws firmly against his chest, rendering him unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, it completely ignored Mr. Liu's screams, and instead of biting his throat, it moved with extreme precision—

It bit his left boot!

"No! Ah! My foot! Let go! Let go now!"

Mr. Liu's face was ashen, and he kicked his legs desperately. His eyes revealed not only fear, but also extreme panic and despair.

Pei Yunjing was about to order the shooting of the raging tiger, but seeing Mr. Liu's unusual reaction, his raised hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

If it were to save his life, this person should have protected his head and neck, so why was he desperately protecting his boots?

"Tear—!!!"

Baymax is the king of beasts, with an amazing bite force.

It grabbed the foul-smelling boot in its mouth and suddenly shook its head!

The tough cowhide boot shaft was as fragile as paper under the tiger's teeth, and was torn apart in an instant.

The cloth socks and inner lining were torn to shreds by this brute force.

[Ptooey! It stinks! It smells like salted fish! Ugh!]

While mentally ranting, Da Bai was tearing at the roast chicken with all his might.

Just as the boot shaft broke completely.

A tiny, folded object fell out with a "thud" from the specially designed inner layer of the boot sole.

That wasn't a banknote, nor was it a rag.

Instead, it was a pale yellow parchment with a special texture.

It floated lightly onto the dark carpet, standing out starkly in the deathly silent study.

Big White released its mouth, disgustedly wiped its drool on Mr. Liu, and then retreated to Tang Li's side as if to claim credit. It even stepped on the parchment to show everyone.

Look! This is that stinky toy! Bring me the roast chicken!

The study was deathly silent.

All eyes were fixed on the parchment on the ground.

The leader of the black-armored guards, kneeling on the ground, reacted swiftly, stepping forward to pick up the paper. He unfolded it, glanced at it, his expression changed drastically, and he presented it with both hands:

"Your Highness!"

Pei Yunjing slowly stood up from the armchair.

He walked step by step to the black-armored guard and took the paper from him.

Even from a few steps away, Tang Li could feel that the originally violent and chaotic aura emanating from him was gradually cooling down, condensing into an even more suffocating chill.

That's a miniature copy of the Northern Defenses map.

It even smelled of Mr. Liu's stinky feet.

Pei Yunjing looked at the drawing in his hand, then glanced at Mr. Liu, who was slumped on the ground, his face ashen, and his crotch soaked with sweat.

"Liu Changqing".

Pei Yunjing's voice was soft, yet it struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

He casually folded the picture, then looked down at his trusted confidant who had followed him for ten years:

"I never knew you had such a skill in hiding things."

"If it weren't for this beast's keen nose..."

Pei Yunjing sneered, a hint of self-mockery and extreme cruelty flashing in his eyes:

"The lives of my 300,000-strong army are about to be ruined by your stinky boot."