Tigers are haunting, oooo~

From Bai Qing's perspective, the beam of golden light seemed to be Zai Zai's wings, accompanying him all the way back to the clan.

When the little tiger was still some distance away from the patriarch's grandmother, he jumped into the patriarch's arms just in time.

The bells on his ears rang again, and the golden light on his body shone.

The patriarch originally wanted to place Zai Zai's life lamp, but he searched around but couldn't find it. He lowered his head and looked at Zai Zai with a bit of doubt on his innocent face.

When she looked at the golden light on the little tiger's body, the light flickered brighter, as if to explain something.

The shock given to the patriarch today was enough, but when he found that Zai Zai could not place the life lamp, everything that should have been done by their clan members was prepared by God one by one.

But now, according to the patriarch's speculation, Zai Zai's life lamp is placed with the gods. If something happens, or his life is in danger...

Those who rushed to Zai Zai's side, besides the members of their clan, were the gods who were supposed to be high above them.

God's preference for this cub in their clan has never been concealed, and it has even become so blatant that even the entire prehistoric world is envious.

The patriarch saw that Zai Zai was still naive and wanted to pull the bell aside, and thought of the hardship he suffered when he was exiled to other planes, and the letter sent to them by the Star King not long ago.

Written by the Interstellar King himself, he sincerely apologized to them and hoped for their forgiveness.

After seven or eight years of suffering when he was young, all the favors that Zai Zai has now can only be regarded as making up for it.

After realizing God's love for Zai Zai, the patriarch not only felt flattered for him, but also felt that it should be so.

In the following ceremony, all the clans were adding things to Zai Zai, which could be regarded as tacit protection and care for him.

When the little tiger first handed him a jade pendant by himself, he happily stretched out his claws to take it.

Take one baby to exchange for a chicken leg with my uncle, and if I take two more, he can eat six in one meal, plus a few pastries.

Later, jade pendants, jade bracelets, gold bracelets, artifacts, weapons, and chains were all handed to him one after another. The four claws really couldn't hold it down, so he could only turn his eyes to grandma for help.

When the little tiger stared at him, the patriarch thought that Zaizai was asking him why he didn't give it back, so he hurriedly handed over a jade wrench that he treasured, which happened to be put on Zaizai's paw.

The quality of the jade is very good at first glance, the tentacles are warm, and there are delicate patterns inlaid with gold threads on it.

When it was worn on Zai Zai's paw, it seemed to have a sense of self-consciousness, and it was directly adjusted to a suitable size.

Zai Zai, who had pricked up his ears to ask for help, drooped his ears in an instant, and let out a grievous whine with a bit of disbelief.

All major races in the Great Desolation prepared gifts for the little tiger before coming, each of which was very precious.

Zai Zai, who was not a little older at the back, was covered with all kinds of valuables, which made him unable to stand up.

I could only lie there with my ears drooping, and occasionally glance at my uncle and aunt.

The pitiful appearance made Bai Wen'an subconsciously turn his head to the other side, and gestured to Zai Zai with his hand hidden in his sleeve to eat chicken legs.

At this time, it is definitely not possible to bring Zai Zai over. It is not suitable to break the rules on such a big day, so I can only coax him first.

The little tiger's ears trembled, the bell rang softly, and the eyes that were originally foggy suddenly became brighter.

"Ow?"

Bai Wen'an nodded lightly in an invisible way, and the limp little tiger regained his vitality in an instant, swung his tail twice, and planned to stand up and take a few steps to try.

The patriarch saw the small actions they made in private, and pretended that he hadn't noticed anything.

Zai Zai is still young, if you don't coax him, it's hard to be perfect in everything with a little tiger who expects him to understand nothing.

If that was the case, the patriarch would have to wonder if he had been taken away.

The little tiger exhausted all his strength to finally stand up with so many things on his body. After taking two steps, he let out a whimper, as if greeting his uncle.

There was applause from the crowd, which is nothing to ordinary people, but it is worthy of praise when it comes to the cub.

This ceremony is over, and there will be a banquet later. The osmanthus wine brewed by the previous patriarch himself is used in the banquet. It has a strong fragrance and cannot be drunk on weekdays.

It's hard for the patriarch of the White Tiger Clan to be willing to take out such a precious thing.

The hugged little tiger smelled the sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the air, and while grandma was communicating with others, he went up and licked it.

After licking, she sat in grandma's arms, rubbed her face with her paws, and subconsciously shook her head, wanting to go over and taste it.

Just now, the patriarch was so focused on the person beside him, that's why he didn't notice Zai Zai's small movements.

Now that he came back to his senses and saw that Zai Zai was secretly drinking, he hurriedly reached out and hugged him in his arms, and pressed his mouth.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Aw, aww."

The little tiger buried his head in the patriarch's grandmother's arms with a guilty conscience, his little tail swayed restlessly behind him, and looked at the face of the patriarch's grandmother through the gap from time to time.

He could vaguely guess that the patriarch's grandma was a little angry, and she also knew that the thing was not for her to drink, so she was begging for mercy.

"The sweet-scented osmanthus wine smells fragrant, you won't be drunk for half a month after drinking it."

The patriarch pinched his little furry paws to remind everyone that the capacity for drinking is basically tempered in the endless years of prehistoric times, and no amount of sweet-scented osmanthus wine is just slightly drunk.

But the little tiger being hugged now would get drunk even after smelling the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, let alone drinking it secretly.

The little tiger shook his head, signaling to his grandma that it would not be like this.

He will be hungry for half a month, and he knows he has to wake up to eat as soon as Gulu Gulu calls him.

"Forget it, I won't listen to what I told you, and after the banquet is over, I'll see for myself how long I can get drunk."

The patriarch didn't reprimand Bai Ze, but in the final analysis, he blamed himself for not being optimistic about him, so he ordered Bai Shu on the side to prepare some hangover soup, and pour it down for Zai Zai while he was still awake.

Bai Shu would also know it, but he felt that according to his skills, Zai Zai might not be willing to drink it, so during the banquet, he found Bai Wen'an who drank a lot of wine and was resting on a plane tree.

"Xiao Baishu, what are you looking for me for?"

"The patriarch asked me to cook some hangover soup for Bai Ze, but I..."

When Bai Shu said this, his face showed embarrassment, he didn't need to continue to explain, Bai Wen'an could understand what he meant, stood up and shook off the fallen flowers with his hands, and put away his fan.

"For something like this, let me do it."