Chen Yang could spare the White Tiger, but he was not so kind to these small fries.
After pulling these guys out, Bai Ling didn't care anymore, so these poor small fries were all thrown into the snow pile by Chen Yang...
"You... Bai Ling, think it over. Are you really not going with me?"
The White Tiger knew he wouldn't die, but he was still quite resentful about not being able to take Bai Ling with him.
"You go, I won't go with you. Without me, can't you find a solution on your own?"
"Ah!"
Seeing Bai Ling turn around with determination, the White Tiger let out a long sigh.
After sighing, he turned to look at Chen Yang standing next to him.
If not for this guy's sudden appearance, he would have already succeeded by now!
"Do you want more of a beating? If not, then hurry up and get out! Remember not to mess with Bai Ling again, or you won't be so lucky next time!"
Chen Yang waved a fist at the White Tiger, scaring him so much that he took two steps back.
