(Don't read, the writing is broken) The Shenjun Chengze, who was recuperating in the lower world, was entrusted with a frail little white tiger at the bottom of the cliff in the polar night forest.
From the first moment I saw him, I was on the road of raising a tiger cub and could never look back.
Shenjun Chengze, who was keen on hoarding treasures, gave all his treasures to Zaizai in his arms.