Chapter 563: Chapter 254: Natural Miracle, Undercurrents Surging

From an animal behavior standpoint, a tiger crossing a river to find a new territory made perfect sense.

And the vibrant, unique environment at Xianlai, created through scientific cultivation methods, was naturally attractive to animals—the previous incident with the red pandas was proof of that.

As for jumping the gate?

For a tiger, a one-to-two-meter-high electric gate was hardly an insurmountable obstacle.

Although this explanation still sounded somewhat fantastic, the surveillance footage, the clear trail of paw prints, the testimonies of multiple witnesses, and the fact that the tiger was, at this very moment, truly lying on Xianlai’s Tiger Mountain constituted a complete and irrefutable chain of evidence.

The various experts and directors on the other end of the line still found it incredible after hearing the explanation, their minds filled with exclamations like, ’His luck is just too unbelievable!’ and ’What kind of magic does Xianlai possess?’

But faced with conclusive evidence, they had no choice but to accept it. They showered him with congratulations and sighs of amazement, all tinged with an undisguisable hint of envy.

"It’s just incredible."

"Director Yang, you are unbelievably lucky."

"This is nothing short of a miracle in the history of wildlife conservation!"

"Congratulations! We’ll definitely get a group together to come visit and learn from you in a few days."

"..."

By the time he finished fielding wave after wave of inquiries from the outside world, dusk was already settling in.

The clamor subsided for a moment, but Xianlai was still brightly lit.

Inside Yang Qi’s small villa, however, the scene was entirely different.

Only four people sat on the living room sofa: Yang Qi, Song Chunfang, Fang Rong, and Wei Zongting.

Freshly brewed tea sat on the coffee table, untouched.

The atmosphere inside was a stark contrast to the excitement and clamor outside, heavy with the gravity of those who knew the inside story.

Putting down her teacup, Song Chunfang looked at Yang Qi with a gentle gaze and spoke slowly. "Alright, Xiaoqi, there are no outsiders now. Tell your teacher, Brother Wei, and Senior Sister Fang the truth. How exactly did this tiger... Lian Po... get to Xianlai?"

Fang Rong and Wei Zongting also looked at Yang Qi, their eyes sharp and focused.

They all knew that the "voluntary entry" story Yang Qi told was just the official explanation for the public, their peers, and the authorities.

Yang Qi leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, and began to tell a different version of the story.

"Teacher, Brother Wei, Senior Sister Fang. I did indeed find Lian Po in Hanxi Province, deep within the primeval forest at the border of two provinces."

Yang Qi omitted details like the Spirit-Exploring Ball and Qi Zai’s aerial reconnaissance, but he gave a rough description of the arduous search and the eventual discovery of Lian Po.

"When I found him, Lian Po was in terrible shape. He was emaciated, covered in wounds, and clearly an old tiger who was struggling to survive in the wild. I communicated with him for a long time."

"I told him about a place with no hunger, no pain, where he could live out his final years in peace. He understood, and he was willing to trust me."

"Then..."

Yang Qi’s voice grew even lower. "I led him—well, mostly he walked ahead and I followed, occasionally guiding him with food... We traveled for several nights, avoiding main roads and populated areas, trekking over mountains and across rivers. Finally, in the early hours of yesterday morning, we made it back to the riverbank north of Datang Town."

"I had him cross the river there, then follow a route I had planned: up the mountain, a pause on the slope, then back down, and an entry through the north gate."

"That way, we would leave a plausible trail of evidence to explain why Lian Po would appear near Xianlai and ’voluntarily enter.’"

After speaking, Yang Qi picked up his now-cold tea and took a sip.

A long silence fell over the living room.

Song Chunfang, Fang Rong, and Wei Zongting all stared blankly at Yang Qi, their faces a mixture of shock, amazement, and a feeling of incredulity that was so absurd it had to be true.

Finding an endangered Wild South China Tiger deep in the mountains of Hanxi Province...

Persuading an old, wild beast of a tiger to trust a strange human and willingly follow him on a long journey—traveling by night, hiding by day, crossing provincial borders—to a completely unfamiliar place...

And finally, meticulously planning a route to fake the illusion of "voluntary entry"...

Any single part of this story sounded like a fairy tale, like a plot from a myth, a legend, or a fantasy novel.

But the person telling it was Yang Qi.

The same Yang Qi whose countless incredible abilities they had witnessed and verified with their own eyes.

The Yang Qi who could make a wild leopard come down a mountain for a "blind date," who enabled police dogs to perform incredible feats, who could effortlessly soothe a startled beast, and who had even drawn blood from a wild tiger right under their noses!

If anyone else had told them this, they would have thought the person was insane.

But coming from Yang Qi, combined with the fact that Lian Po was, at this very moment, lying docilely on Xianlai’s Tiger Mountain, and considering Yang Qi’s own logic-defying affinity and ability to communicate with animals...

They couldn’t refute it. They could only let the almost mystical truth wash over them, leaving them shaken and speechless for a long time.

"..."

Fang Rong took a deep breath and murmured, "Little Junior Brother, you really are a Druid, a Beast Tamer... no, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call you a Beast Master!"

She used words that sounded half-joking, but her tone was completely serious.

Wei Zongting let out a long breath, leaned back against the sofa, and shook his head with a wry smile. "I thought the things you did before were astonishing enough. I never expected... Little Junior Brother, you’ve completely redefined what I thought was possible."

"Persuading a Wild South China Tiger to travel from so far away to seek refuge with you? If word of this ever got out, every zoologist and adventurer in the world would lose their minds."

Song Chunfang remained silent, simply watching Yang Qi with a complex expression. It held pride, lingering fear, and deep emotion, all of which finally melted into a profound sigh.

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