"Stay alert; were don't know where the tiger is hiding, and it could be targeting us."

Pandu's voice echoed, and he set foot through the bamboo forest, planning to hunt down the Sumatran tiger that had escaped from the palace cage. The peat soil made it difficult for him to move, and several of his personal soldiers followed him from behind.

Until he arrived at the river bank; the slippery road made him slip. Pandu grimaced until his eyes were fixed on the figure of a village girl with flowing black hair and batik cloth wrapped around her body, who was now looking at him as shocked as he was.

"Oh my God, I'm really sorry for my impoliteness, Miss. Turn around and get away from here; wait there until I come back."

Pandu's firm voice echoed, driving away his soldiers, who were trying to get closer. There was no way he would let them get close, if now there was a young girl who was currently washing on river rocks with a river flow that was not too fast. Only by wearing a thin cloth wrapped around his body.

His eyes were stunned to see her figure, amazed by the beauty that was presented to him. Black hair that was the characteristic of his homeland and the beautiful face of his homeland mixed with foreign blood. Until his eyelids drooped, appreciating the politeness and admiration for her beauty.

Pandu squeezed his sore chest tightly, wincing softly as he cursed softly. "Gosh, she's really beautiful."