Seeing little white again, Guo Bing and the others had a deep respect, admiration, and sympathy.
Little white, the poor king of beasts, became a human's mount! It came at Lin Yuelan's beck and call.
Looking at the big white tiger with its snowy white fur and majestic appearance, Guo Bing's heart was a little itchy.
Why?
He wanted to ride it.
However, he knew that this big white tiger was an animal that was even more difficult to approach than Liefeng. Therefore, he could only take a roundabout route to achieve his goal.
When Guo Bing saw miss Lin riding on little White's back, he went forward. Then, he asked curiously, "miss Lin, I would like to ask, how did you and little white meet?"
As he spoke, he reached out his right hand, trying to stroke little White's fur.
However, Little White was not willing. It was the king of beasts, not some pet.
