Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

"Okay, okay!" Tang Li quickly took the phone and typed on the snow, "Are you sure you don't need to call someone over? I'm worried something might happen to you!"

Fan Zhengcheng shook his head again and replied loudly, "No need! It will take them time to get here. Let's rest here for a while!"

"Okay!" Tang Li nodded, then drew lines in the snow: "If you need anything, just shout for me, I'll be right next to you!"

Fan Zhengcheng nodded to her, indicating that he understood.

Tang Li held her phone tightly and turned to walk towards Wang Yuyu.

From the moment she left the boulder, Wang Yuyu's gaze never left her. The hostility he had shown earlier had faded considerably, leaving only a barely perceptible scrutiny and attention.

Tang Li scrambled up the boulder, looking at Wang Yuyu who was still standing there, radiating a terrifying aura. She gently patted his head, her voice tinged with grievance and reproach:

"Next time you're going to yell, can you at least give me a heads-up? Captain Fan and the others can't hear you anymore. What if something really happens in this desolate place!"

Wang Yu glanced at Fan Zhengcheng and his group, who were still rubbing their ears and looking pale, and let out a disdainful snort.

A group of frail humans couldn't withstand this little commotion.

He ignored Tang Li's complaints and slowly lay down again, but instead of closing his eyes to bask in the sun as before, his amber gaze was fixed on the direction from which the wolf pack's howls came, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

That area was supposed to be the next one he was to patrol, but it must have been so long since he'd been there that the scent had faded to almost nothing, which is why these audacious thieves dared to break in.

Wang Yuyu was burning with rage: Damn it, you dare to covet my territory? Don't let me catch you, or I'll tear you all to pieces and show you who the real king of this mountain forest is!

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Tang Li immediately put her hands on her hips, her cheeks puffed out in anger. But then she realized that his roar was meant to intimidate the intruder, so she didn't pursue the matter further.

She mimicked Wang Yuyu, turning her head to look in the direction from which the wolf howls came. Her brow furrowed slightly, and she muttered softly, "In this awful weather, food in the forest must be extremely scarce. Otherwise, they wouldn't dare venture into the tiger's territory even if they had ten times the courage!"

"This is a nature reserve; we've never seen such a cross-border invasion before. Why did this have to happen now?"

The more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed, her eyes filled with doubt.

Little did Tang Li know that the culprit behind all this was the enormous tiger beside her.

Wang Yuyu's appetite is far more astonishing than that of an ordinary tiger. Other adult Siberian tigers can maintain their basic survival by hunting once a week, but he cannot; he needs to hunt at least twice a week to have enough to eat.

Not to mention that he can swallow nearly 40 kilograms of meat at once, which is about half the weight of an adult wild boar.

Fortunately, this protected area is close to human settlements and has a relatively unique environment, so not many tigers are willing to settle here, which allowed him to take advantage of the situation and monopolize this territory.

After nearly a year of his "sweeping," the prey in the area had been almost completely eaten up; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so hungry that he would have risked going into the village to steal pigs.

She stared at Wang Yuyu's robust physique, and the more she looked, the more likely it seemed. She thought to herself, "Could it be a secure job? He looks much bigger than when we last met; his appetite must have increased too. He might have hunted all the animals in this area to death!"

Just then, a gust of cold wind carrying snowflakes swept past, stinging her cheeks and making her quickly pull her hand back, breathing warm air into her mouth.

Her eyes darted around, and with a mischievous grin, she slipped her cold little hand into Wang Yuyu's warm armpit. Instantly, a wave of warmth enveloped her, making her exclaim in comfort, "Wow, so warm! It's so comfortable here!"

Wang Yu glanced back at her, a hint of helplessness in her eyes, before turning her gaze back to the direction where the wolf pack might appear.

The gust of cold wind just now not only brought a biting chill, but also carried the faint scent of wolves.

He twitched his nose slightly and instantly judged that the pack of wolves was not far away, only four or five kilometers away.

However, he wasn't worried. With his imposing roar just now, even the fiercest pack of wolves should have been scared away and fled.

He subtly shifted his massive body, turning to the side to shield Tang Li, blocking most of the wind and snow so she could lean against him more comfortably.

Fan Zhengcheng and his group, who were in the distance, didn't receive such good treatment.

The cold wind, carrying snowflakes, blew harder and harder, making the fire crackle and sparks fly everywhere.

They huddled close to the fire, rubbing their hands together to keep warm while constantly adding firewood. Their faces and hands were red from the cold, but they dared not relax for a moment.

My tinnitus hasn't gotten better yet, and then this awful weather hits me. I can only barely keep warm by relying on the fire.

Wang Yu looked up at the sky. The sky, which had been relatively clear, was now filled with fine snowflakes, and the wind and snow were getting stronger.

A hint of worry flashed in his amber eyes: "With this terrible weather, will the helicopter even make it here? If the venison doesn't arrive, won't all my work today have been for nothing?"

Tang Li noticed his gaze, followed it to the sky, and patted his head with a smile: "Iron rice bowl, are you hoping your meat will be delivered? Don't worry, Captain Fan told me before that the helicopter is already on its way and will be delivered to you soon!"

"Roar!" Wang Yu roared softly, his gaze returning to the increasingly heavy snowstorm, his brows furrowed, and his eyes filled with even greater worry.

Little did this girl know how dangerous snowy weather is for helicopters; it was uncertain whether they could even make it over!

Tang Li couldn't understand the worry in his eyes; she only felt the cold wind growing stronger, stinging her face like a knife.

She snuggled even closer into Wang Yuyu's warm body, practically pressed herself against his fluffy tiger fur, wishing she could melt into his body and never have to suffer the cold wind again.

The wind and snow continued to blow, and the man and the tiger beside the boulder, one still and one in motion, exuded a rare sense of tranquility.

About half an hour later, Wang Yuyu, who had been lying on the boulder with her eyes closed in a light sleep and constantly paying attention to the surrounding movements, suddenly pricked up her ears and opened her amber eyes in an instant, looking in the direction from which the sound came.

It was an extremely faint helicopter roar, yet it did not escape his keen hearing.

He tensed up almost instantly, raised his head sharply, the tiger fur on his neck bristled slightly, and stared intently at the horizon at the end of the forest.