As soon as he entered the yard, he frowned and asked, "How is it today?"

"It's okay today. I slept the same as yesterday. I ate half a chicken and drank half a pot of broth." The middle-aged man's face was filled with joy.

Xie Ze's pace was slower, and he looked at the middle-aged man and his voice eased a lot, "You have put your heart into your mind, and you will go to the tent to pay ten taels of silver to reward him later."

"General Xie rewarded me." The middle-aged man bowed repeatedly, followed Xie Ze, and walked a few steps. Seeing the white tiger slowly coming out of it, he stopped and retreated to the gate of the yard.

Xie Ze speeded up his pace, met the white tiger, squatted in front of it, hugged it, rubbed his face against its already sparsely haired head, and the white tiger snored happily from his throat.

"Let's go to the garden to stroll?" Xie Ze hugged the white tiger for a long time, patted the white tiger, and said softly.

The white tiger let out a low roar, followed Xie Ze, and left the yard, along the small and middle paths like mountain roads. Not long after, the white tiger made a few gurgles and lay on the ground.

Xie Ze sat on the ground and slowly stroked the white tiger. A sense of sadness surged in his heart, which made his eyes blurred.

His white tiger is twenty years old, and it has been with him for twenty years. Now, he is as old as a centenarian.

What should I do after it leaves?

The white tiger moved, put his chin on Xie Ze's legs, stretched out his tongue, and gently licked Xie Ze's hand, as if comforting him.
Chapter completed!