Liu Hai pondered for a while in his mind, then two words suddenly burst into his mind — Greed!
"This... shouldn't be... isn't it a Spiritual Beast... why do I feel this way..."
While muttering to himself, a gust of wind blew, and the trees swayed.
Sunlight shone through the gaps, landing right where the few people were, and also on the white deer's pupils.
In the next moment, Liu Hai's pupils contracted sharply, and his expression instantly turned into one of horror.
"Vertical pupils! It has vertical pupils! It's a carnivore! Old Cheng! Don't go over!"
However, his warning was too late.
Cheng Youquan, despite moving as slowly as possible, had already reached the white deer, with his hand stretched out, seemingly wanting to pat the deer's head.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
The white deer suddenly stretched its head forward and then opened its bloody mouth, biting his arm.
With just one bite, it instantly tore off half of his arm.
