"Ha, secretly cursing me in your heart, huh~"
Listening to Yun Ran's snort, the White Tiger's enormous eyes clearly showed shock, as if saying 'How do you know'.
Just as it thought about this, its body was directly pressed to the ground by an irresistible force, looking utterly pathetic.
No trace of the Demon King's aura was left, not even the king of beasts' demeanor, instantly transforming into a giant kitten.
Yun Ran weighed the whip in her hand while pacing back and forth beside the White Tiger.
Then she casually smiled, "So, do you want me to whip you twice and then skin you alive, or obediently follow my orders?"
Just earlier, Yun Ran suddenly thought that if she could have the White Tiger as a mount, it would be quite mighty!
She's even stepped on the Dragon Spirit, so riding a White Tiger now seems quite reasonable.
