"Fine, then I... then Little White will wait for you to come. You can't break your word again. If you do, it'll come to the village to find you on its own, and I won't be able to hold it back."
Su Qiao glared at him.
That was an unmistakable threat.
Even if she didn't care about anyone else in the village, she certainly wouldn't abandon the Su family.
"I'm heading back. I'll wait for you to come over for lunch tomorrow."
Feng Han left, thoroughly satisfied.
Su Qiao thought for a moment, then decided to go home and check on the old man.
She had just walked out of the bamboo grove when Little Haozi came running out from behind a tree, brimming with excitement.
"Sis, that White Tiger is so majestic! I really want to touch its fur."
"Absolutely do not touch it. That White Tiger belongs to that lord. If you anger him, you'll be beheaded."
"And if you just touch it recklessly, the White Tiger might bite you to death."
Did he really think White Tiger was a pet?
The reason she wasn't afraid was that she was confident she could beat Little White.
Little Haozi was a little frightened, but still reluctant. "Then why can you touch it, Sis?"
"That's because... because Sis got permission from its owner, and permission from it too." Su Qiao casually made up an excuse.
Little Haozi's eyes lit up. "Then if I just get its permission, and then get its owner's permission, I can touch it too?"
Afraid he would really rush over and touch Little White, Su Qiao deliberately put on a fierce expression. "Keep dreaming. It might bite you to death and swallow you whole before you even touch it."
"Oh." Little Haozi drooped his shoulders, looking