Hearing the sound of a stranger, the white tiger's first reaction was to run, but it was still held in Yang Fan's hand. No matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't escape.,As if aware, she lowered her head to glance at it, a faint smile playing on her lips, gently stroking its little head.,She told Wu Zhenghao, “Send these two calming talismans to your aunt and second aunt. Take this one back to your father. This one is for Chenxi to send to her friend.”。