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Chu Jin was also raising a White Tiger for the first time and lacked experience.

Truthfully, she had never seen such a timid White Tiger before.

It was as timid as a cat.

"Old Mo," Chu Jin looked up at Mo Zhixuan and tossed the question to him, "are you sure this is a White Tiger?"

Following 'Dad Mo', yet another new nickname.

Age was indeed a weakness.

Especially an age that dies upon exposure to light.

Mo Zhixuan put down his chopsticks and helplessly rubbed his forehead, turning his head to look at Chu Jin, "When have I ever lied to you? Right, I need to go abroad for a few days. My phone won't be convenient to use, so be careful when you're home alone. Try to avoid contact with strangers, especially those wearing black clothes and hats."

If the situation weren't so special, he wouldn't have disappeared at this time.

Who knows what that madman Xuanyuan Shangchen might do in the time he's gone.

Black clothes, wearing a hat.