The little white tiger instantly became obedient, running towards Yang Fan with a flattering smile.,The little white tiger swayed helplessly in the air, its small eyes filled with sorrow. Those hateful humans only know how to bully it!,Although surprised by Yang Fan's careless brushwork, as her pen fell, Grandma Wu felt a shift in the other person's aura. The runes she painted faintly shimmered with gold.。