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The speed of the wind was fast like lightning, making Changsheng extremely uncomfortable. He carefully laid on the arrowtail tiger's back, and continuously said: "Can you slow down a little?"

The arrowtail tiger was unhappy that its master allowed an outsider to ride it. It wanted to kick it down, so how could it listen to him?

Poor Changsheng didn't know that he had somehow offended a tiger