"Take it out and have a look!" Su Ru smiled.
As Chu Li opened the box, a faint fragrance assailed his nostrils. It was a spice used to prevent rotting and absorb moisture, but this was one that an average household would not be able to afford.
Scrolls of paintings were stacked in the box. When Chu Li carefully removed a scroll from the box and slowly unfolded it, he saw a lifelike, yellow tiger with white eyes. In the painting, the tiger was letting out a long roar into the sky.
Chu Li gasped in admiration, "Magnificent!"
Looking at the painting, it was as if a real ferocious tiger was roaring right in front of his eyes, making his whole body turn cold.
Xue Ling gave the painting a curious glance, and her face immediately turned pale.
Chu Li turned his head to her and chuckled. "Scaredy-cat, you need to build up your courage!"