"Ah~ a tiger~~"
"Mommy—! There's a tiger—!!"
...
The boy frowned slightly, turned his head and saw a certain Prefect of the Capital, looking terrified and unsteady on his feet. His soul had long since left his stomach, and he was being carried by his subordinates, running over with them howling like ghosts.
When the yamen runners in the capital saw Huo Chengche, they were as if they had seen a savior. Their eyes lit up, and they rushed over, carrying their utterly bewildered Lord Liang.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince?!"
"Your Highness, please leave with us quickly! There are tigers!"
"Yes, Your Highness! Our Lord Liang is terrified! Please grant us a token so we can borrow some men from the Imperial Guards to capture the tiger!"
...
The constables who rushed over quickly chattered amongst themselves, glancing back in terror as they spoke.
Huo Chengche looked at the fussy constables, lowered his head, met their dark, grape-like eyes, and smiled faintly, "Niannian, you can call Pang Tuantuan back now."
"Okay!" The little dumpling nodded obediently. "Fat Tuan Tuan, come here quickly~"
"Awooo—!"
Upon hearing his little darling's summons, Zhan Yu immediately ran back happily, his four paws slapping the ground as he leaped over the courtyard gate and landed majestically in front of the little bundle of joy.
"ah--!"
"Mother—!"
"Help! Help!"
...
As expected, the constables were terrified when they saw the huge tiger suddenly appear in front of them and even weave back and forth among them. They screamed in terror.
Hearing the screams of agony, Zhan Yu let out another gleeful roar, clearly showing his delight.
Immediately afterward, just as a smug tiger was puffing out its chest and lazily enjoying the screams of the crowd, it came into view of its little darling's pouty face.
Zhan Yu shuddered, lowered his head timidly, and let out a low, ingratiating "woof," before obediently sitting down in front of the little dumpling, not daring to lift his head, looking as cowardly as a big dog that had made a mistake.
The little dumpling gave a fierce "humph," pouting, "Fat Tuan Tuan is naughty! Daddy said that a big tiger that's mean to people for no reason is a bad tiger, and it'll eat vegetables!"
"Awooo—!" The naughty tiger regretted and felt wronged, so it let out a pitiful wail, trying to get away with being cute.
The little dumpling stubbornly turned his head away and gave a fierce snort.
Zhan Yu, with a bitter expression, glanced timidly at his master.
Xuandi shrugged, waving the two grass rabbits he had just woven, indicating that he was in dire straits himself and could offer no help.
Zhan Yu let out a soft groan and bowed his head in remorse with an extremely respectful attitude.
Seeing this scene, the constables, who were huddled together in the corner, finally stopped their increasingly pitiful wails and howls.
However, the fear in their eyes did not diminish at all; instead, it increased with shock and disbelief. They watched Huo Chengche and the little boy from afar with a mixture of awe and trepidation.
Huo Chengche looked at the group of yamen runners, who were gathered together like a large glutinous rice ball. The yamen runners outside automatically formed a skin, wrapping a certain Lord Liang and his soul inside as filling.
The young man smiled faintly, but his face remained calm. "Why are you all so afraid? Don't worry, this is just the war tiger of the fifth son of the Prince of Hengchang. It doesn't bite people normally. Your fuss over nothing is just making a fool of you in front of the fifth son."
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