The male tiger had come looking for Chen Ying.
In the evening, he had found that very "time-savvy" male leopard.
He was just curious as to why that leopard kept following the two-legged beast, showing none of the pride typical of their kind.
That cowardly leopard said he felt very happy following this human, even happier than being with the female leopard.
Curiosity was common to all felines, and the male tiger was no exception, so he had come.
Moreover, the leopard might not have noticed, but the tiger had smelled it—this human had the scent of other tigers on him, somewhat strange and unlike anything he had smelled before.
It was a weak scent, belonging to the male tiger.
Upon reaching Chen Ying, he took a deep sniff and let out a big sneeze.
"Two-legged beast, where have you taken the young cub?"
Chen Ying was startled at first, then realized he was asking about the tiger cub with the injured leg.