Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

He secretly vowed to himself, "Next time she accidentally touches my bell, I won't get angry with her! I'll consider it a reward for her!"

Wang Yuyu couldn't wait to extend her sharp claws and easily ripped open the pocket.

The hot venison was revealed, still steaming slightly, clearly freshly prepared.

He couldn't resist any longer, so he lowered his head and started to gnaw on the meat, which was tender and flavorful. He ate with great relish.

He didn't think much about why the venison was delivered so "just in time" when he woke up.

Why was it said that the deer was to be killed only after the tiger had woken up, when it was meant to provide nutrition for all the tigers?

The venison was still steaming hot, clearly freshly killed, and looked like it was prepared especially for him.

At this moment, Wang Yuyu was already deeply moved by Tang Li's "thoughtfulness," and his mind was filled with "Tang Li is so good," without even thinking about the possibility of "something fishy about the meat."

Tang Li and Ji Yongjun were staring at the screen, watching Wang Yuyu finish eating the venison mixed with medicine. They looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh, finally relieved.

After finishing the last piece of meat, Wang Yuyu licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the drone still hovering in mid-air as if thanking Tang Li, then turned around and strode steadily into the woods to continue his patrol of his territory.

…………

A week later, at dawn, a thin mist still lingered in the mountains and forests, and the cold wind swept through the treetops with the remaining snow, making a soft rustling sound.

In the small village at the foot of the mountain, three fresh footprints meandered from the village entrance all the way up to the mountainside.

A man and two women, carrying skis, struggled to climb through the deep snow.

The snow was up to their calves, and every step required tremendous effort. Fine beads of sweat were already forming on their foreheads, and their breathing became heavy.

After gritting their teeth and persevering for another ten minutes or so, the three of them finally climbed to the ridge.

They could no longer hold on, so they took off their skis and threw them aside, then sat down heavily on the snow, panting heavily. Their chests heaved violently, and the white breath they exhaled quickly dissipated in the cold morning air.

Just then, the eastern sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn, and then the sun slowly rose, its golden rays crossing the mountain ridge and illuminating the rolling green hills behind them, turning the thin mist a warm orange hue.

The warm sunlight dispelled some of the chill and also awakened Wang Yuyu, who was perched between two huge rocks on the opposite side of the mountain.

He came here last night while patrolling his territory, and chose this sheltered crevice in the rock as his temporary nest to rest.

Feeling the warmth of the sunlight on his fur, he slowly opened his amber eyes, still drowsy from just waking up.

Wang Yu stretched slowly, straightening his limbs and arching his back, his tiger fur standing on end. He then gently shook his body, smoothing out his messy fur.

He looked up at the rising sun on the distant horizon and slowly walked out of the nest.

The golden light fell precisely on his tiger head, as if gilding this king of the forest with a sacred golden glow, making him majestic and domineering.

Immediately afterwards, he firmly planted his forepaws on the rocks, slowly raising his massive body. His amber eyes sharply scanned his surroundings, each glance carrying the intimidating power of a top predator, exuding an aura of dominance.

After carefully surveying his surroundings and confirming that there was no potential danger, Wang Yuyu finally stepped out of the crevice and exposed his robust body to the sunlight.

He walked slowly across the thick snow, each step steady and powerful, leaving deep claw marks in the snow. His breath condensed into clear white mist in the air before quickly dissipating.

He walked to a small snowdrift next to the rocks, lowered his head, and buried his face in the cold snow, rubbing it against the snow. This was both a way of "washing his face" and a way to instantly wake up his drowsy mind.

This incredibly impactful scene was witnessed by three people on the opposite ridge.

The moment the three saw the tiger, they froze in fright and instinctively lay down on the snow, only daring to show their six pairs of eyes, staring intently at the tiger. Excitement and tension were intertwined, and even their breathing became much lighter.

Ran Yuting gripped her best friend Su Yingxiu's hand tightly, her voice trembling with excitement: "Yingxiu, did you see that? It's a tiger! It really is a tiger!"

Su Yingxiu's heart was pounding, her cheeks flushed with excitement, and she nodded vigorously: "I see it! I see it! It's huge! Its fur is golden, so beautiful!"

Su Yingxiu's younger brother, Su Chengwang, was even more excited than the two girls. He had already secretly taken out his phone, gripped it tightly with both hands, and held his breath as he took pictures in Wang Yuyu's direction, afraid of missing any moment.

After "washing" his face, Wang Yuyu yawned deeply, revealing his snow-white, sharp fangs, and then strode towards the ridge.

He planned to patrol the area first to see where there was prey, and then find a place to catch up on his sleep after he had eaten his fill.

He strolled along the ridge, the sunlight slanting across half of his body, making his golden fur shine even brighter. Every step he took was unhurried, giving him the air of a "king of the forest," so handsome that it was impossible to look away.

The three people watching from a distance were already starry-eyed, whispering in amazement, "Wow, that's so cool! That aura is amazing!"

"Look at his tail, held high, so spirited!"

"These steps, these are the authentic catwalk!"

"..."

Wang Yuyu was completely unaware that someone was spying on him on the opposite ridge. As he walked, he used his sharp eyes to scan the hillsides on both sides, carefully searching for traces of his prey.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks and turned sharply to look in the direction where the three people were.

This startled the three of them. Su Yingxiu reacted the fastest, quickly lowering her voice, "Lie down! Lie down quickly! Don't let it find us!"

As he spoke, he pressed down hard on Su Chengwang.

Su Chengwang, however, remained completely calm and instead whispered in protest, "Sister, don't be afraid! We're so far away, he can't see us at all!"

"Even if he does see it, we'll just slide down; he definitely won't be able to catch us!"

What they didn't know was that Wang Yuyu hadn't seen them at all. What had attracted his attention was the group of slow-moving roe deer in the ravine below them.

A group of roe deer were scattered in the snow, chewing incessantly, occasionally raising their heads to warily observe their surroundings, then lowering their heads again to dig at the snow with their front hooves.

As snowflakes fluttered around them, they searched for tender grass and berries buried under the snow.

Upon seeing the group of roe deer, Wang Yuyu's eyes lit up instantly. His previously leisurely stroll vanished in an instant. He quickly lowered his body, bent his limbs, and silently hid behind a thick pine tree, only revealing half of his head. He stared intently at the roe deer, his amber eyes filled with focus, and all the muscles in his body tensed up, entering a hunting state.