It was strange, but as Yang Fan comforted her, the agitated little white tiger gradually calmed down, but its small paws held onto his clothes tightly.,Grandma Wu was waiting in the front yard, and when she saw that she was holding a white tiger cub in her arms, her eyes lit up. The master's pet is really cute.,With the last stroke complete, the brush was lifted. A golden light flashed across the talisman script on the yellow paper, the symbols writhing and dancing as if alive.。