It angrily swatted with its little paws in protest, but Yang Fan remained expressionless as he held it up for a lesson. "These chicks and ducklings are raised by me for my own consumption. If you dare to eat them or kill them, I will stew you.",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.,She told Wu Zhenghao, “Send these two calming talismans to your aunt and second aunt. Take this one back to your father. This one is for Chenxi to send to her friend.”。