Zi Xia's mind was racing. After some thought, she stomped her foot anxiously, deciding that Miss Situ's matter was the most urgent.
"Ouch!"
Thus, after stomping her foot, she quickly turned around and chased after.
As she ran, she turned her head to look back at the Little Baby in the house, filled with worry, thinking whether such a small baby could manage to stay alone in the house.
The Little Baby was not concerned about her worries at all.
Indeed, being a Thousand-Year Divine Tiger, what could possibly go wrong?
Zi Xia's figure had just disappeared.
Whoosh, the Little Baby once again transformed into a terrifyingly large tiger, lazily sprawling on the ground, arrogantly grooming its fur with its paws.
If anyone saw this scene, they would surely find it strange—a tiger grooming its own fur with its paws is truly an oddity in the world.
As everyone knows, animals usually groom their fur with their tongues. Yet, it oddly used its paws, which was truly strange.
Front hall.
