Fang Che gently caressed the tiger's head with his hand.
After a long while, Fang Che softly said, "Go. Go find your parents. That's where your home is."
The Little White whimpered softly in its throat, snuggling up to Fang Che, brushing against Yan Beihan, unwilling to leave.
Yan Beihan hugged the little white tiger's neck, tears streaming down.
After a long time, she gently patted it twice, saying, "Go, Little White. I'll miss you."
On the opposite peak.
The urging calls of the white tiger couple grew louder.
Little White wagged its tail, turned back to glance at Little Bear, stepped back two steps, and roared.
It stepped back another two steps.
Finally, it gave a skyward roar, turned, and dashed away.
In an instant, it had already dashed to the peak of the opposite mountain.
Reunited with the white tiger couple.
The three white tigers stood on the opposite peak, gazing intently over.
Yan Beihan waved desperately.
