"Master..." Wu Zhenghao walked over and saw the white tiger in Yang Fan's arms, he paused for a moment, "Master, you still have a kitten This cat is so pretty.",Yang Fan held a white tiger in his left hand and a brush dipped in ink in his right. With flowing strokes, he completed the talisman on the yellow paper in one go.,Without her needing to signal, Wu Zhenghao by the side carefully reached out with both hands and took over the drawn talisman. Yang Fan immediately drew a second one.。