It's dozens of pounds now, and it eats raw meat. Imagine—how could a majestic king tolerate such humiliation?
Without a word, it immediately lunged forward to retaliate!
However, before it could pounce, a wave of the hand sent it crashing down.
Fortunately, he controlled his strength and didn't knock it out completely.
Little Xiaobai was furious. Why is everyone in this house so ridiculously strong? They can just casually swat it away?
Especially this man! Absolutely outrageous! What happened to its royal dignity?
Such a blow to a tiger's pride!
Qin Miaomiao saw her beloved pet had been planted on the ground and felt a pang of guilt. She quickly picked it up, rubbed its head, and asked tenderly:
"Does it hurt? Honey, how could you be so heavy-handed? Look at Little Xiaobai—it's still so little."
Lu Qing scoffed: "Little? It's already as big as a husky. Give it a few more months, and this house will be wrecked! Better throw it into a zoo while we still can."
