After the two tigers threw the man off their backs, they quickly ran into the grass and escaped.

The corner of Tangbao's mouth twitched,

Is this the moral integrity of the King of Beasts?

Pomegranate showed an exaggerated expression.

"Oh my God! Miss Yimo, you didn't break it, did you?" Shiliu shouted: "Why did your tiger suddenly run away? Wasn't it scared away by my snow wolf?"

Pomegranate clicked her tongue and shook her head, sighing: "That's true, why is your tiger so timid? Not only could it not outrun my snow wolf, but it was also scared away! He calls himself the king of beasts, so shameful!"

Yimo: "..."

It felt like someone had slapped me in the face.

Of course she could tell that Pomegranate was taunting her.

"They don't belong to me!" Yimo shouted subconsciously.

Pomegranate: "Oh——"

Pomegranate elongated her voice, showing her disbelief.

Yimo's face turned livid with anger, and just as he was about to stand up, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his ankle.

"ah!"

Yimo let out a cry of pain, tilted his body, and fell to the ground again.

"Sister Yimo, what's wrong with you?" Tangbao asked with a worried look.

Immediately, he jumped off the big wolf's back and walked quickly towards Yimo.

However, after taking a few steps, he stopped again.

And, he stepped back.

There was a hint of embarrassment and sympathy on his little face.

"Um, sister Yimo, why don't you wipe your hands with grass leaves first?" Tangbao asked tentatively.

Yimo: "..."

Wipe your hands?
Chapter completed!