The white cat seemed to understand her worries and anxieties. It extended its tongue and gently licked the back of her hand as if to comfort her.
"You are the last of the White Tiger Race's royal bloodline, yet now you can only take the form of a little cat. Are you content with that?" Emperor Xia said with a slight smile.
Hearing this, the white cat rolled its eyes at her.
Her words, however, seemed to send Emperor Xia into a reverie. She was young then, only in her teens.
She had traveled alone to investigate a Demon outpost in Xiling Province.
And there, she had met Xiaobai. A member of the noble White Tiger Race and a bearer of its royal bloodline, she was being hunted by a pack of Demons. She could only flee through the forest like a common beast, dodging one flying arrow after another.
Behind her, the Demons cackled, pursuing her at a leisurely pace. Their faces were full of mockery, as if they were watching a trapped animal in a cage.
