Little Tiger nodded affirmatively: "We cultivate inside the bracelet, and once we've reached a certain level of martial power, we can naturally combine."
"Really?"
Xuexue still seemed very skeptical.
"Of course, don't forget my status, I'm a Thousand Year Striped Tiger, would I lie?"
Xuexue yawned, feeling exhausted, and said somewhat perfunctorily: "Yeah, yeah, I believe you, alright? I'm so sleepy. You go play by yourselves, I'll nap for a bit."
These two are real night owls; they don't need to sleep. I can't compare with them, or I'd be exhausted in minutes.
Unexpectedly, Little Tiger wouldn't let her off: "Master, you still haven't told me, what happened outside just now that made the bed topple?"
"Aren't you a Thousand Year Striped Tiger? Don't you understand everything? Why ask me?"
Xuexue threw a series of questions at him, almost choking Little Tiger.
