"It doesn't like strangers staring at it like that," Yang Fan said, still soothing the white tiger in his hand. He raised his eyes to look at Wu Zhenghao, his gaze carrying a hint of authority and unwavering conviction, his voice remaining calm. "Staring at it like that is somewhat rude.","Sorry, I didn't mean to. I just think you're a very pretty little cat.",Without her needing to signal, Wu Zhenghao by the side carefully reached out with both hands and took over the drawn talisman. Yang Fan immediately drew a second one.。