Suddenly, a majestic white tiger appeared before Yun Lintian's group, its eyes fixed on the cub in Yun Lintian's arms. Its fur shimmered with an ethereal light, its eyes burned with a fierce intensity. It was clear that this was no ordinary beast; it was a powerful, ancient being.
Yun Lintian's eyes widened in surprise. He had seen the White Tiger before, Bai Xiaoyun, Linlin's mother, but this White Tiger was different. It emanated a power far greater than he had witnessed before. He also noticed that the White Tiger was suffering from severe injuries, its fur matted with blood, its movements slightly strained.
The White Tiger's gaze shifted from the cub to Linlin, its eyes widening in surprise. It could sense the purity of Linlin's bloodline, a royal lineage that resonated with its own. It was as if a long-lost kin had returned.
"Who are you?" The White Tiger asked in doubt. "Why did you rescue my daughter?"
