Yang Fan let out a mocking laugh, wickedly swinging it in the air. “Go on, go on.”,Hearing the sound of a stranger, the white tiger's first reaction was to run, but it was still held in Yang Fan's hand. No matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't escape.,"Master, your cat..." She opened her mouth to compliment Yang Fan's cat for being pretty, but Wu Zhenghao, who was following behind, interrupted her and gave her a wink.。