"Master..." Wu Zhenghao walked over and saw the white tiger in Yang Fan's arms, he paused for a moment, "Master, you still have a kitten This cat is so pretty.",Wu Zhenghao looked carefully at the white tiger in Yang Fan's arms. The more he looked, the more he felt it was like... a real tiger.,Of the seven talismans, Grandma Wu left two: one for herself and one for Wu Chenxi.。