Cognition of the Demon Race

"Awwooo..."

With a sigh of lament, White Tiger, who had worked for the Xuan Tribe for countless years, drooped his brows.

Back when he still had a majestic coat of black fur.

The children of the Xuan Tribe had loved playing and roughhousing with him...

And after finally evolving another step and transforming into an auspicious beast, he had instead been assigned by the Xuan Tribe to guard the gate...

What a rough life... Such a rough life.

He only wanted to earn enough to get by. Why was that so difficult?

Another day of being forced to work.

The enormous White Tiger rose onto his hind legs, spread his two huge paws, and pounced at Xuan Sheng!

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A few traces of curiosity appeared in Yi Qing's heart, but her face remained completely expressionless. She was unmoved by the terrifying beast's actions.

With Xuan Sheng right beside her, she would not lose her composure over a situation like this...

Even though the beast's pressure had already descended upon them like a blade!

"Pat, pat..."

Forced to show goodwill, Big White rested his enormous head on Xuan Sheng's shoulder and perfunctorily patted Xuan Sheng's back with his huge paw.

He casually raised his nose and sniffed... partly to confirm that there was nothing wrong with the scent on his fellow tribesmen. It was also to prevent outsiders from using some despicable means to leave anything harmful on his compatriots.

Mm, no problem. Pass...

"Eh?"

Sensing vaguely that something was wrong, White Tiger, who had just lowered his two forepaws, was suddenly filled with astonishment.

He rubbed his two pitch-black eyes. Then the enormous cat opened his mouth in surprise at Xuan Sheng...

Th-this...

Had he sensed it wrong??

"What about the other one? Don't just stand there. If there's a