Chapter 972: Ancestral Tomb Blown Up

"It was my fault at the beginning, to have taken White away without a word..."

Ye Feng knew why White's father was so cautious; after all, even though he had just saved it, in its subconscious, he was still the thief who stole its daughter.

But he couldn't blame himself for this, White was too naive back then, clueless and lost, not knowing how to find its way home after straying, and when he found White, he didn't know its identity, thinking it was just a lost puppy from the village.

Woof woof...

White seemed to sense its father's vigilance, rubbing its head against its father and growling softly.

Hearing White's voice, its father's gaze softened, walking up to Ye Feng, it bowed its head and nudged his foot, then stuck out its tongue to lick his dangling fingers.

This action signified an animal's recognition of another's status.

In other words, from that moment on, White's father had seen Ye Feng as a benefactor and friend.