As the tiger attempted to turn over, she swiftly moved behind it and grabbed the tiger's tail.
Under the incredulous eyes of everyone, she yanked the tiger's tail, repeatedly slamming it left and right.
Bai Huai quickly wiped away his tears, only to smear his face with blood. He stared at the scene below, impolitely slapping himself hard.
Realizing she was indeed swinging the tiger by its tail, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
He jumped up and down joyfully inside the glass room, not knowing how to express his current emotions, crazily pounding on the glass in delight.
She's okay!
She's fighting a tiger.
Turns out she didn't deceive him; she really could survive.
Such a big tiger, and it wasn't even her match. She clearly looked so frail and sickly.
Bai Huai thought of those little figures Qiann Yan used to draw, claiming they were secret martial arts manuals, and began to believe a little.
