She kicked the dead tiger with her foot and sighed.
"Look at you. Instead of staying on your mountain as its king, why did you come out and scare a delicate little girl like me?"
"Didn't you know I'm timid and can't handle being scared?"
"Didn't you know that whenever I get scared, I get upset and easily lose my temper?"
And he was still talking about its pelt at a time like this? The fact that she hadn't been injured was already a blessing. Did he know that she had nearly been scared to death just now?
Su Qiao was about to say, Do you even have a heart? when she suddenly sensed that something was wrong.
She swiftly turned her head and swept her cold gaze over.
At some point, four people had appeared at the edge of the woods. They were all mounted on tall horses and were silently watching them.
"Looks like after the reformatting, you've even lost your hearing." They were so close, yet Little Four hadn't noticed them at all.
Little Four felt like crying.
Could this really be blamed on it? Was it really its fault?
Things had been so dangerous just now. It had been staring fixedly, terrified that the host would be bitten to death by the tiger or swiped into a half-dead state by its claws. Of course it had needed to stand by for first aid! How could it have had time to pay attention to its surroundings?
Besides, those people hadn't made a sound at all. That couldn't be blamed on it either, right?
"The pelt's color isn't good. It's ugly. If you want one, I have white ones of superior quality. After being properly tanned, they're smooth and silky to the touch."
Su Qiao watched the tall,