"Xiaomu, I've told you many times not to let hatred consume you. You're young, you have your whole life ahead of you, and your parents in heaven wouldn't want you to live in hatred,"
Butler Zhang said again, reaching out and gently patting He Beimu's shoulder, trying to calm him down.
"I don't want to hear this!"
He Beimu roared, shaking off Butler Zhang's hand, his eyes bloodthirsty and filled with the intent to kill.
Sleeping like a dead pig, the tiger was finally awakened by the noise of the argument between He Beimu and Butler Zhang. It vaguely opened its pair of tiger eyes, its gaze blurry.
Who am I, where am I, what happened?
"I will always remember how my parents died tragically, I will always remember!"
Hearing He Beimu shout in anger again, the tiger became fully awake.
"Meow!"
You idiot bodyguard, what are you doing? Who bullied you? Let me help you get revenge!
He Beimu, caught up in his fury, couldn't hear the tiger's words.
