Chen Jie scratched his ear; Little White's roar just now had filled it with a buzzing sound.
Chen Jie walked into the cave and saw the White Tiger looking at him expectantly, pointing to the dead soldier on the ground, licking its lips, meaning: I haven't had breakfast yet, shall we light a fire and roast some meat?
Chen Jie understood the White Tiger's expression and touched its head, saying, "No way. They are like me, called humans, and humans can't be eaten!"
The White Tiger looked puzzled?
In its understanding, anything weaker than it in this world could be eaten, who said otherwise!
But seeing Chen Jie looking serious, the White Tiger shook its head in disappointment.
Chen Jie didn't explain further, just said, "Hold back for now, there'll be tastier food waiting for you once we get out of here."
