Xue Fanxin saw the three of them attacking aggressively and the little white tiger blocking in front of her, using its small body to protect her. Even though it knew that it was no match for them, it did not retreat and would rather die for its master.
She was so touched that she almost burst into tears. The little white tiger's status in her heart had risen exponentially. In a critical moment, she could not be bothered by all that. She pounced on it and protected it in her arms.
However, she was also put in danger. The attacks of the few people were about to land on her. If she were to really be hit, she would lose half her life even if she did not die.
Even when danger approached and she knew that she might die, Xue Fanxin had no intention of giving up on the little white tiger. She protected it tightly, mentally prepared to be beaten.
