"This..." Yang Ruxin couldn’t help but glance back at the two tigers inside the cave, one large and one small. What was going on here?
Fortunately, the white tiger finished nursing quickly and came out. It glanced at the black bear and then at Yang Ruxin.
"Is this one for me too?" Yang Ruxin pointed at the black bear.
The tiger swayed its big head, uncertain whether it was nodding or shaking its head, but Yang Ruxin took it as a nod and directly gathered it into her magical space. With these two black bears, she would not have to worry about the future. Although selling them might be a bit of trouble, she would always find an opportunity. As long as she could sell them, that would be Silver.
However, what the big tiger did next was somewhat bewildering. It lay down before the great White Wolf and whimpered sadly, tears seemingly falling from its eyes.
Watching this scene, Yang Ruxin’s mind instantly conjured up a storyline. This must be the love between a tigress and a male wolf. They had been living a comfortable life, but for some reason, they had a conflict with a bear couple. During the fight, the male wolf died protecting his wife and child, and the male bear met the same fate. The tigress and the female bear then engaged in a fight to the death, and in the end, the tigress, with her fierce maternal instinct, defeated the female bear and even managed to give birth to two young ones... No, not humans, the love offspring of a tiger and a wolf...
Oh my, this was an interspecies romance.
Yang Ruxin was curious, however, would the offspring look more like tigers or wolves when they grew up?
Of course, now was not the time to ponder this. After all, the sun was already tilting westward, and she had to head back. But before leaving, she should do something for the tiger, like bury its lover. Near the cave, she found a spot that seemed to have good feng shui, dug a hole, and placed the deceased White Wolf inside. She piled up some rocks to create a grave mound and erected a wooden board as a tombstone, carving "Tomb of the White Wolf" on it with a knife.
The big white tiger walked around the grave a couple of times and then rubbed against Yang Ruxin’s leg, clearly satisfied.
Gu Family.
"What?" Gu Qingheng was startled upon hearing Gu Yao’s words, "She went into the mountains again?"
"I took a look inside but didn’t see anyone," said Gu Yao with some frustration. Couldn’t Yang Dani just stay put? What was she doing running into the mountains alone? Of course, what he didn’t say was that he heard the faint sound of tiger and wolf howls outside; he didn’t want his brother to worry.
"Go take another look, we can’t let anything happen to her." Gu Qingheng’s hand, resting on his wheelchair, clenched involuntarily, his veins bulging.
Gu Yao turned and left again, and this time it took him more than an hour to come back: "Big brother, Lady Xinxin has come down from the mountain."
Gu Qingheng nodded, then suddenly looked up, "Ayao, go send a message to the princess."
"Big brother, you..." Gu Yao paused, startled.
"Just go," Gu Qingheng waved his hand. For the first time since he had become crippled and blind, he wanted to heal himself as soon as possible. If the other party could cure his eyes and legs, what did it matter which side he chose?
Gu Yao’s expression turned complicated for a moment, but he still nodded and went to deliver the message.
Gu Qingheng’s hand tightened unconsciously. Even with a mere ten percent chance of success, he had to try. He had to get better. Only then would he not be powerless when that girl was in danger.