Yun Ran nearly rushed over to give the White Tiger a smack. Why didn't it speak up earlier when it knew the clues!
The White Tiger met Yun Ran's gaze, and somehow, it seemed to understand the meaning within Yun Ran's eyes.
Its front paw slightly trembled, clearly frightened, and it was physiological, uncontrollable fear.
The White Tiger couldn't understand why it was so afraid of this woman before it.
To avoid being drawn by this emotion, the White Tiger silently shifted its gaze, as long as it didn't meet her eyes, it wouldn't be so scared.
Instantly, it directed its eyes straight at Xie Xuzhi.
Even though it was imprisoned for hundreds of years, the Demon King's intuition was still sharp.
Among a group of people, it accurately picked out the 'weakest' one among them.
If this were in usual circumstances, Yun Ran would surely argue with the White Tiger about why it was answering another person when she was the one questioning!
But right now, as long as it spoke, it was fine.
