"What use does this have?" Bluepool was still baffled.
Bai Qingqing raised her elegant brows, saying confidently, "You'll find out very soon. Be at ease as you go down and rest."
Although Bluepool had no idea what this thing did, he was still very curious that it could move by itself. He wanted to continue asking when a deep tiger roar suddenly rang out from afar.
"Roar—"
Bluepool immediately became guarded, taking on a defensive stance. His hands turned into claws, and his fishtail tensed up.
Bai Qingqing also turned to take a look. The white snow caused her eyes to feel a little sore, so she could only vaguely see something moving at rapid speed.
It was after a while that she made out the figure of a tiger beastman.
