811 Blade (3)

The little white tiger seemed to be in thought after listening to the white-bearded elderly's words.

"My parents…"

A cold glint twinkled in the little white tiger's eyes before a sense of loss filled his eyes right after. Subsequently, it turned into reverence and fear.

A presence which suppressed its entire clan was overly huge and scary, and the little white tiger was enveloped in terror every time it thought of it.

If not for the fact that its parents risked their lives to let it escape, its ending…

That presence was at a height that even Fiendcelestial Beasts could not reach.

Very quickly, the little white tiger restrained its emotions and looked at the white-bearded elderly, whose expression was calm. "Is what you said true?"

"What do you think?" The white-bearded elderly chuckled.