Hearing the sound of a stranger, the white tiger's first reaction was to run, but it was still held in Yang Fan's hand. No matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't escape.,Yang Fan not only didn't let go of it, but hugged it tightly in his arms, "Why are you running away",Wu Zhenghao looked carefully at the white tiger in Yang Fan's arms. The more he looked, the more he felt it was like... a real tiger.。