Xuexue, with a half-smile: "What's wrong? Are you mad already?"
"Hmph!"
"So tell me, if you're not a beast, then what are you?"
"You... You...!"
"Out of words, huh?"
"Who said I was out of words? I am the Thousand-Year Divine Tiger, different from those lower beasts, different! I am high-level, high-level." Little Tiger transformed into a young boy of four or five, sticking out his tiny chest, trying to puff up like Gong Sui.
Xuexue nodded understandingly: "Oh! So that's how it is!"
"Exactly, that's right."
"Got it, you're a high-level beast."
Xiao Taohong laughed on the side, Little Tiger's arrogance could only be checked by his master.
Little Tiger looked at Xuexue with a hopeless expression and retorted: "Master, with such a sharp tongue, how does the Prince endure you?"
Xuexue: "You'll never understand a woman's charm."
Little Tiger: "I only need to understand Xiao Taohong, the other women are just passing clouds."
Xuexue nodded: "Hmm, not bad, quite devoted."
