Chapter 1683


    "Don''t run," Arabe cautioned, well aware that predators like felid had an instinct to pounce on


    anything that moved quickly. Standing still might be safe, but the moment you bolted, you were pretty


    much asking to be chased.


    Horace ground to a halt, his knees wobbly with fear, "So, boss, what do we do now?"


    Wait around to be tiger chow? Hardly an option. If only they had thought to bring some meat from the


    market earlier. That might have spared them this terrible dilemma.


    He spotted a rock on the ground and was about to reach for it when Arabe interjected, "Don''t crouch


    down."


    In the eyes of a tiger, making yourself smaller only increased its urge to attack.


    "I saw some stones over there. We could throw them at it," Horace exined.


    "Don''t provoke it. If that tiger had wanted to eat us, it would''ve pounced the moment we set foot on this


    ind. It''s got plenty of ways to take us down without warning. We''re in its territory now, and its


    appearance is more of a warning than an attack."


    "So what''s our move?"


    "Stay put for now."


    Despite his fear, Horace stood still.


    "Follow my lead. We''re going to back away slowly. Take the path through the weeds."


    Horace didn''t understand the logic, but he mimicked Arabe, stepping backward, one cautious step at


    a time, towards the overgrown shrubbery.


    The tiger watched them retreat, yawning before turning and sauntering away.


    "Boss, this ce is so eerie." Horace shivered as he stayed close to Arabe, "How do you stay so


    cool?"


    "I''ve got a taser."


    No wonder Arabe was so brave, "But boss, are we really faster than a tiger? If it charges, can we


    really hit it first with a taser?"


    "Humans can''t outrun tigers, but whether we can hit it first depends on the situation."


    Anyway, the best policy was to avoid angering the beast at all costs. Then, other animal cries echoed


    across the ind.


    "Boss, let''s pick up the pace." Horace almost wished they ran at once, "That Sean really left us in the


    lurch. No one''se to meet us since we arrived."


    Clearly, Sean wanted to see them be aughing stock, attacked by wild animals.


    "Surely he set the meeting here just to watch the show."


    No one scheduled a business meeting in a ce like this unless they were up to no good.


    "The only lights on the ind are from that vi up ahead. I can''t believe Sean actually lives in this


    haunted ce. Doesn''t he get the creepsing in and out?"


    "The predators here are domesticated by him. They''re familiar with him and his crew and normally don''t


    attack. Because of long time of staying close to human, that tiger didn''t go for us right away."


    That was why Arabe had chosen to retreat cautiously.


    "So that''s the deal." Horace said, gaining some insight, "Boss, if we start running now, do you think


    other animals might jump out and go for us?"


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    "It''s possible," Arabe preferred to walk as if on a leisurely stroll.


    Inside the vi, a man stroked a young tiger like a pet cat, his interest piqued as he watched through


    the monitor that the neers were approaching hisir with an air of calm.