It angrily swatted with its little paws in protest, but Yang Fan remained expressionless as he held it up for a lesson. "These chicks and ducklings are raised by me for my own consumption. If you dare to eat them or kill them, I will stew you.",Grandma Wu was waiting in the front yard, and when she saw that she was holding a white tiger cub in her arms, her eyes lit up. The master's pet is really cute.,Although surprised by Yang Fan's careless brushwork, as her pen fell, Grandma Wu felt a shift in the other person's aura. The runes she painted faintly shimmered with gold.。