Two days later.
At the mountain gate of the Yuezhen Sect.
Inside the Master's courtyard.
Yulan rested her chin in both hands, watching with a cheerful smile as the little white tiger wrote with a resentful expression.
The little white tiger raised a furry paw, and sharp claws snapped outward. It selected the longest claw on its second toe and dipped it into the freshly ground inkstone.
Then, it began to clumsily scratch crooked characters onto the paper.
"Don't lock me up again."
"It's too dark inside."
"I'll get angry."
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