"Your Majesty!" Prime Minister Wen was somewhat at a loss. Kong Xuan also adopted a combat stance, ready to strike at the Iron-Eating Beast at any moment. Why was the king acting so recklessly? What if this beast harmed him?
The Iron-Eating Beast, however, didn't display aggression. Instead, when Di Xin reached out, it immediately lay down, rolling on the ground and acting playful. It even exposed its white belly, adopting a charming posture, appearing to seek favor. It was a stark contrast to its previous demeanor of facing death with determination.
Moreover, it rubbed its large head against Di Xin's leg, seemingly begging for attention. Di Xin patted its white furry belly and ordered the guards to bring milk to the Iron-Eating Beast.
In any world, there was no panda that could resist the allure of milk. Seeing the milk, the ferocious roars of the Iron-Eating Beast subsided.