He called out repeatedly, but received no response.

Cheng Shuang frowned, her heart heavy.

Not only did the bear cub not reply, but the sullen monster and Luo An were also silent. She couldn't even sense the existence of the spatial grid.

She was all alone, a truly alone person, in such a dangerous place!

This is not good!

The little girl rubbed her face, her body stiff with panic. The sense of crisis, a matter of life and death, overwhelmed her, making it hard for her to breathe.

The wild beast strolled out of the alleyway beside it, not having much time to be afraid.

Cheng Shuang dared not breathe too heavily. She quietly exhaled and watched as the beast was about to turn and reveal its head to face her. She bit her lip and, taking advantage of her small size and agility, climbed onto the filing cabinet, moved the topmost file to the top, and quickly made room to curl up inside.

First, there was a snow-white beast head, then an unparalleled "king" character on its forehead. The enormous tiger seemed to be patrolling its own territory with ease, exuding the aura of a hunting king.

Its brown, glassy eyes swept across the alleyway with a single, fleeting glance, yet enough to subdue all things.

Cheng Shuang's body trembled with fear, her breath nearly stopping. The threat emanating from the giant beast seeped into her very bones—a feeling beyond words. She was thankful that this proud king would never bow its head, nor would it raise it. It stared straight ahead, its eyes indifferent and cold. The snow-white fur on its back brushed against her hem, far less soft and comfortable than it appeared.

The beast patrolled the entire passage meticulously from one end to the other, then turned and left.

The little girl's face, which had been holding her breath, was flushed red, and her peach blossom eyes welled up with tears. Only after its figure had completely disappeared from sight did she slowly and restrainedly let out a breath, followed by uncontrollable heavy panting.