Chapter 2201
- Its fur was as pure as the finest white jade, flawless and glowing with a gentle yet dignified light under the dim yellow lamps. The mane on its back was fluffy and dense, adding to its regal bearing. On its forehead, a black 'king' character was clearly and deeply marked, as if inlaid with black jade, exuding an aura of inviolable majesty. This was the White Tiger, one of the Four Mythical Beasts.
- Compared to the White Tiger statue at the entrance of the staircase, this living White Tiger was even more intimidating. Its eyes were like icy pools—deep and cold, filled with intense killing intent and indifference. When its gaze swept over Amelia and Carl, there was not a trace of warmth, as if it were looking at two corpses long dead. An invisible pressure surrounded it, the aura of a king flowing from its very blood.
- Amelia's pupils contracted. "This is the White Tiger, one of the mythical beasts. Why would it appear here?"