Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 913 - 911: A Temper Rivals the Demon Lord of Mayhem
The White Tiger happily trotted back, but was stopped by the Little Paperman from a distance.
"Hey, why are you blocking me!"
White Tiger felt a bit aggrieved at this moment. In order to return promptly, he had sprinted desperately, using only two-thirds of the time it took him to get there.
Yet now this Little Paperman was blocking him, the roadblock should be him, right?
Listening to White Tiger’s grievance, the Little Paperman wasn’t moved at all, even stepping back a bit and covering his nose with his hand.
"You’re too stinky, and you’re filthy all over, carrying toxic fumes. Don’t you know you’re like a traveling disaster now!"
While patrolling nearby, the Little Paperman had noticed from afar that something unpleasant was heading their way.
He was all set to unleash a burst of Electric Flowers, letting White Tiger taste the consequences of courting disaster.
Little did he expect it was White Tiger.
White Tiger knew he was a bit dirty, but as a spirit transformed into essence, even if he could morph into human form and speak human words, he was essentially different from humans.
For instance, in terms of cleanliness, if it were any human covered with as much dirt as White Tiger, they’d have long found a place to wash off.
At the very least, they’d tidy up a bit instead of barging into a human place just like that.
White Tiger gazed blankly at the Little Paperman, slightly bewildered.
The Little Paperman was speechless too, but White Tiger in this state definitely couldn’t go straight to their master.
Thinking it over, the Little Paperman then said, "There’s a small pond ahead, go wash up there!"
White Tiger turned around sullenly.
He knew that unless he cleaned himself, the Little Paperman wouldn’t let him pass.
The Little Paperman hurriedly followed him, fearing that White Tiger’s so-called cleaning would just be a hasty rinse, not actually cleaning up.
The pond was about seven or eight kilometers away, a distance negligible for White Tiger and the Little Paperman.
Soon, they arrived by the pond.
Maybe the water here was too deep, it even appeared black.
With a "splash", White Tiger jumped straight into the water. His large body created huge splashes upon jumping off the rocky ledge.
Water splashed up high, soaking the surrounding flowers, grasses, and trees.
Next, the Little Paperman noticed that those flowers and plants wilted, and the trees lost their prior vitality.
This was after White Tiger had been running in the rain, allowing the toxins on him to dilute considerably.
Otherwise, these flowers and trees would have ended up like those previous places White Tiger passed, dead as a doornail.
In the water, White Tiger flipped and tumbled several times, his originally dirty fur finally returning to its original white.
As he was about to get ashore, he suddenly felt something underwater whoosh and vanish.
For others or spirits in someone else’s territory, they’d cautiously withdraw upon discovering something.
White Tiger doesn’t operate like that, he merely dives right in, plunging to the bottom to explore.
Not even considering the possibility of encountering trouble.
The Little Paperman was originally waiting by the shore, intending to supervise White Tiger cleaning thoroughly.
Initially, the water frequently splashed due to White Tiger’s rolling.
But gradually, no more splashes emerged, and the water became still.
Seeing something amiss, the Little Paperman’s face contorted in panic.
"Oh no, White Tiger has drowned!"
The Little Paperman hurriedly swung his arm and, like a cannonball, dove into the water to fish White Tiger out.
He wouldn’t want their master to find out it was his responsibility if White Tiger drowned during cleaning.
While the water appeared black from above, diving in revealed it was quite clear, just icy.
This kind of water, no matter how good a swimmer, could freeze someone to death.
Even though White Tiger is a Demon King, his body experiences warmth, and it was probably the cold water that forced him down.
Thinking of this, the Little Paperman sped up, kicking his legs so fast they left afterimages.
Yet despite searching, he couldn’t find White Tiger, such a big, conspicuous being, where could he have gone?
The Little Paperman searched frantically while reporting to Yun Ran.
Yun Ran was sipping milk at the time, and upon receiving the Little Paperman’s message.
Her eyes flashed a look of exasperation.
White Tiger, who had barely stayed in the Human World, acted totally on impulse, his mind singularly focused.
After setting down the cup, Yun Ran called to the Ginsengfruit.
The Ginsengfruit had been brewing soup for Yun Ran, and hearing her call, hurried over.
"Host, what’s wrong?"
"White Tiger was bathing in the pond up ahead and then vanished. The Little Paperman is searching but hasn’t found him. Go take a look!"
Though unsure about the pond’s nature, in Death Mountain, ponds could be dangerous.
Just the pond temperature wouldn’t be something Yun Ran, a person of flesh and blood, could ignore.
The most suitable to investigate would be Ginsengfruit.
"I’ll go at once."
Yun Jinyang saw the hurried departure of Ginsengfruit and thought something had happened.
"Did something happen?"
Even other Yun Family members seemed nervous.
"Nothing much, he’s going over to find White Tiger."
Then Yun Ran recounted White Tiger’s disappearance in the pond.
She had to let Yun Jinyang understand that White Tiger isn’t truly human, his thinking differs from that of humans.
For Yun Jinyang to properly train White Tiger, he needed to deeply understand White Tiger’s nature.
"Before I leave, you still have a chance to reconsider."
Recalling the Dragon Spirit was easier to manage than White Tiger, Yun Ran felt somewhat the White Tiger’s unruly nature rivaled that of the Demon Lord of Mayhem.
Yun Jinyang didn’t immediately promise anything, he thought for a moment, and then continued, "He’s afraid of you, right?"
Yun Ran nodded; indeed, White Tiger feared her somewhat.
Yun Jinyang then smiled: "It’s good that he has fears, as long as he’s not utterly lawless, there are ways to train him.
Besides, to gain benefits, one must pay a sufficient price; from a businessman’s angle, this deal is worth making."
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