The only thing that matches the cubs is being mischievous.
Fluffy fur, silly-looking, utterly adorable.
Su Nanzhi: Gave it a stroke.
Meanwhile, the White Tiger watched as she played with the cub and surprisingly walked away, not worried at all about its cub being taken.
The little White Tiger found Su Nanzhi intriguing, and considering her excellent petting skills, the little one quickly succumbed, sprawling in Su Nanzhi's arms like a flat tiger cake.
Su Nanzhi didn't know where the big White Tiger had gone, but when she saw it again, it was carrying something else in its mouth.
Those things were also placed by Su Nanzhi's feet.
When Su Nanzhi looked, it was a plant of at least ten thousand years old Gathering Spirit Grass and a ten-thousand-year-old lingzhi.
These items were placed beside Su Nanzhi like a reward.
Then, the White Tiger picked up the small cub from Su Nanzhi's arms and leisurely walked back into the forest.
Su Nanzhi: "..."
