When Master handed me the tiger cub Mo Xuan, I was so happy that I smacked his forehead. As a result, he kicked me in the face. I happily called him "Huang Huang", and he stuttered and argued: "I... I am! Mo... Mo..." "Okay, okay! I touch, I touch!" I rubbed his head and was kicked again. That night I had a prophetic dream. Mo Xuan, who grew up in a dream, had dark eyes and was nailed to a dark dungeon. "You... Are just as hypocritical as them." After waking up, I looked at the sleeping tiger cub on the pillow. This time, I will never let him fall into the devil's path.
Intention: Destiny is in your own hands