Tom the black tiger; no, Tom the black cat; kneeled on the hill and looked as the Venerable White Dragon left. It felt relieved.
Somehow it felt that the guy knew everything about it when it was talking to him…
That feeling reappeared again…
'No way!' Tom was shocked and squeezed its tail.
It turned around and saw the horny-looking Shi Da was once again peeping at it in shadow.
"Brother Shi, what are you doing? Are you trying to count the ants?" It held back its thought of beating him and said with a smile.
"I want to know what's so different between you spiritual tigers and us the Whitestone. I had no idea that a spiritual creature like yourself have similar textures to us…" Shi Da said.
"Is that so? I am advising you to never do that again. You might put yourself in danger if you saw other tigers," Tom replied.
"Ah… I shall refrain myself in the future," Shi Da shook his head and replied cowardly.
