Have you guys seen the Kung Fu Panda 3 art book?

I was so surprised to see Li was indeed a herbalist! What a guess there! Maybe he did look like a herbalist somehow?

They also include some of the drawings that never made it to the screen, but that make it obvious what they 'ever' had in mind. Like my initial suspecting of them trying to get rid of Mr. Ping, on the art book he was injured by a dart and had to lay inside the Li's apothecary. The voice actor of Mr. Ping is 87 years old and may be going to be 91++ by the time KFP4 make it to the screen.

KFP belongs to Dreamworks.


Po reassessed their grim situation again, and a light bulb moment came.

"I had an idea... you can try to do the iron shirt Viper did?" The panda gentle stare gave her the confidence and assurance that everything was in control, ...even when it wasn't. Tigress maw curved into a determined smile. "I'll try." She replied weakly. She sat on lotus position and centered her chi.

Meanwhile, Po valiantly prowled outside as the second and third wave of arrows rained upon their tent. He was a hair thin from being impaled, however he managed to catch it mid-air. He flicked a quick glance just to appease himself that Tigress was alright, and let go of his breath to see she still persisted in the same position, Po prepared himself, converging all his energy and focus to his right fist, and with a perilous power, he perforated the ground underneath him.

"Eight-Armed Yangtze Spleen Punch!" (**LOA episode My Favourite Yao) He exclaimed. A sudden gush of golden energy projected from the epicenter of the ground he assaulted, hurled to a diverging direction and forcing many to fall on the earth with the shock of energy he had created. Contented that the move had worked, Po urgently retreated to the tent.

"Tigress... are you ok?" He softly moved Tigress shoulder with his paw, and those crimson orbs were brought back to life as its owner opened her eyes from her trance. Po was alleviated to see the Tigress at least able to react to his question, implying her 'iron shirt' had worked and protected her from his spleen punch. "I-I am ok Po..." She said shortly. She grimaced when the shooting pain maimed her chest and shoulder as she tried to move her injured arm. The poison ravaged to other parts of her body through the bloodstream causing her to feel dizzy.

"I've knocked everyone within 100 yards radius out of cold... now let's get out of here and sort out your wound." He announced. Po paused letting his worry rested for a while as he saw her shivering and the wound was still bleeding profusely, the weight of the situation suddenly grasped him. They had to find a safe place for the night and sorted for the antidote immediately, those perpetrators won't be unconscious forever. But the hardcore warrior wouldn't just let him treating her like a fragile artifact.

"Po, I can walk on my own," was her response when Po snaked his arm behind her back and below her knee.

"Tigress... we had no time to argue, why don't you just let me...-" However Tigress interrupted, as she repelled Po's paw from her frame. "No Po..." She brushed him off and stood up, although it looked like she was going to lose balance, but she maintained a steady grip on him. Po didn't know how long they had until that poison became lethal or at least spelled out serious consequences.

"But Tigress, the poison... we had to attend to it as soon as possible." He tried to reason the feline."Just let me carry you, it'll be faster!"

"I'll be alright Dragon Warrior, this is not the first I had to deal with poison." She retorted stubbornly. As simple those plans might sound, it would not be that easy to convince Tigress just to abide submissively. Po pinched the bridge of his nose in desperation. He knew it would take more than a kick and a punch to deter the master of hard-style to bid with his call. So he opted for a contingency plan.

He inhaled to prepare, his heart was beating a million miles an hour just anticipating what he about to do next. He approached the tiger master, he took a moment to observe her and as soon as they gaze connected, he courageously framed her cheek with his paws. Po then pressed his lips against her, their muzzle crashing together in his clumsy approximation of a kiss. Tigress was clearly left off guard and stunned on her position. Po took his chance. He grabbed his pack and hers, yanked them over his back and then carried the feline bridal style, and hustled out in search for a hiding place.

Fortunately for them, Tigress excellent night vision spotted a cave hidden under the undergrowth. Po deposited her gently on the floor of the cave. As Tigress continue to weaken, a sense panic grew inside him. Suddenly another idea came to his mind.

"Tigress... do you... trust me?" The tiger glared at him with 'really?' look, watching the panda dimwitted-sheepish grin gawking back at her. Po didn't blame her, after what he did to her earlier...how could Tigress trust him?

"...don't you dare to kiss me again or you had to train with me until your butt fell off." She retorted bluntly averting her gaze to the ceiling of the cave, but there was an evidence of gratefulness in her eyes, professing that Po did all this for her. The panda huffed and smiled gently. "...look, you could maim me or get even after we are done with this." He pointed at her wound. Tigress scoffed.

"I will try to remove those poison from your bloodstream, and then we can try to scour for antidote... but I will need access to the wound." Understanding what he requested. Tigress used her other arm to prop her sitting up, perching herself leaning against the cave wall as Po assisted her removing her qipao. The bear began to vex as he saw the wound was actually lower than he initially suspected, it was a close call it didn't pierce her lung or worse her heart.

"T-tigress, forgive me, I had to remove your chest wrapping." He said apprehensively. Tigress just complied quietly. Prudently, he moved her so she was leaning against the cave wall on one side of her good shoulder, and her back was facing him so he couldn't see her front. But even then, he felt his face blooming red and his hand started to tremble with teeming frayed nerves. Tigress obviously aware of this.

"Focus Dragon Warrior! Just think of like unwrapping a dumpling..." She snarled ruthlessly. However as atrocious as it might sound, those were the exact words he needed, he regained his focus and swiftly removed her chest wrapping which practically soaked in blood. Po did wonder why in this past weeks he was 'unfortunate' enough to always had to do with Tigress being half naked. The incident in the bath house, in the training hall, and now even in the cave? Man... other guys would want to swap place with him. Once he got the necessary access he needed, he placed his lips on the wound and suck whatever poison left there to prevent it thrusting further and contaminating her bloodstream.

Tigress felt his warm lips on her back sending shivers darting in all directions. Her thought went on like a whirlwind, retrospecting all the event that happened within the last hour or so. But as her heart soared, her mind patted it down gently and gained her senses that Po merely tried to help her. Both listened to the silence until Po was done.

Tigress felt better once no more poison added in her bloodstream. She did not have to second guess the panda was nervous again at the prospect of aiding her getting dress. So, she was trying to do it herself as much as she could, albeit it was almost impossible to do wrapping with only one paw. She chuckled when Po hesitating between helping or not helping, "Po, just enjoy it while you can, the chance may not come again." She teased. "Uh huh... yeah...huh." Po managed to blab a nervous fake laughter. He grabbed her clean clothes and put every layer of her clothing back and laid her flat on the comfortable spot in the cave.

"Tigress... do you happen to know the antidote to this poison?" Po asked her while sniffing the hole on her silky robe. "It's hemlock poison." He deduced.

"You need to find coffee or mustard roots and ginseng leaf..." She directed. The panda nonchalantly dashed outside in a blink. Tigress weakly sat there, and try to subdue her Chi in an attempt to slow down her heart rate and breathing which automatically going to suppress the spreading of existing poison.

Po came back almost instantly, his managed to sniff his way around most of the required ingredients in the dark, he pounded it with a stone, and place it in a ceramic cup from his pack. After consuming the antidote, she immediately felt a lot better, however her body still shivering violently. Po placed his palm on her head.

"You had a temperature Tigress... must be the after effect of the antidote." And for the fact that the cold autumn winds gushing into the cave did no help Tigress one bit. Po decided his next course of action. With no alarm, he pulled Tigress to his embrace, not even asking her permission. Tigress heart jumped to her throat, she nearly yelped and about to struggle, but managed to stop herself realizing she really needed to get better. Po was very much looking forward to the banquet, and she shouldn't disappoint him by being ill.

After her temperature died down, Po laid Tigress gently on the floor. She looked so harmless when asleep, and dare he said she was looking positively adorable when incapacitated. Probably this was his hidden side of domineering masculinity speaking. He shook those thought of. There was never going to be such a thing as helpless or submissive Tigress.


The golden color stained rays beamed through a small opening in between the growth that covered the mouth of the cave. Tigress was the first to open her eyes. The scent of early morning dew was still hanging in the air, mixed with the smell of dampened earth. Feeling somewhat better, she rubbed her eyes and swept her vision observing her surrounding. Her panda confidant was next to her, his arm was sprawling out supporting her head giving her the comfort that she needed, his robust belly was pressed against her torso, and his other arm was encasing her inside her cloak from the cold autumn wind.

From such a close proximity, she could smell his masculine musk, strangely enough, she did not think it repulsive, but quite the other way around. She heard his rhythmic snore and regular plodding heartbeat... she found it surprisingly more comforting than annoying...unlike those time in the student quarter. The bear was lolling his tongue out, as usual, she couldn't help but smiled at this ludicrous sight. She observed his peaceful feature, imagining his tender gaze and the stupid grin that made all her worry melt away. Wait... since when she felt this way? Was it what happened yesterday? Was it because of the kiss? was it his warm gesture of protectiveness? Time had a strange way of changing someone perception. There was another side of him that started to grew into her.

But her sense of self-consciousness quickly overtook her. Love only will make you weak, and she was the pinnacle of a hardcore warrior. She kept her emotion at bay as she struggled to free herself from the panda's embrace, which proved to be much harder task than it was. Not long after that, she managed to stand up and decided to prepare some breakfast. She heard a stir from inside the cafe, followed by a loud yawn.

"Morning Dragon Warrior."

"Hi, Tigress."

A strong enticing smell was inviting Po to gain his consciousness quicker than usual.

"Tigress, did you made that?" His voice still sounded somewhat croaky and tired. He stayed up almost all night to make sure they were ready for any further ambush. Noticing Tigress was better, a relieved smile touched his black lips.

"This? oh yes... try it." She handed over a bowl of steamed bun. Po took a bite, his eye widened and all left over sleepiness evaporated, the flavor of the steam bun was rather unusual, he had never tasted anything like it before, but he was pleasantly surprised.

"I... I didn't know you can cook." He mumbled while chewing. Tigress grunted at his confession.

"Just because I ever burnt water doesn't mean there is no hope for me Dragon Warrior." She answered and gave him a twisted ok. In the culinary world, she might be lagging quite a bit behind Po, but better late than never.

"... yes,I know... but, when did you learn?" He said curiously.

"This is sweet bean bun, your mother famous recipe... she taught me." The moment felt rolling back into the past, where Zhi would faithfully recite her recipe every day religiously to Tigress. Both of them would giggle as they worked the dough, Zhi would make their buns shaped like hedgehog, bunnies, pigs head, panda head... even panda butt. (** you can google this, I've eaten one that shaped like hedgehog, bunnies, and pigs)

Po looked at the tiny bean bun carefully, Tigress had enabled him to taste her mother cooking. A question begged his mind. "So... what else did she teach you?"

"Mainly girly stuff... like sewing, writing poem and calligraphy... nothing that would interest you..." Her reply was short and expressionless. The panda paused to let her word settled in his thought, and then laughed heartily, the image of Master Tigress, the fearsome hardcore warrior, was learning the art of womanly pursuit simply sounded like him trying to go on a diet.

"Wow... it's almost like my mom prepared you to be a good wife." He rambled while still straining to stifle a giggle. While the striped feline crossing his arm resentfully, looked somewhat between deeply irritated and offended over his satirical comment.

"Anyway we need to get moving..." She broke him from his daydream, not wanting Po to remind her of her time with his mother neither trying to portray her in a much more feminine way (probably wearing a skirt and makeup?). Tigress stood up and dusted her silk trousers.

"I was thinking... don't you think we better return back to Jade Palace. Those archers last night seemed to...really wanted us a dead meat." Po suggested with concern, a glint of worry still hanging on his face. But Tigress had some other thing in mind.

"But we are so close to our destination..." She argued.

"Tigress, I know you never like social gathering, then why you are so eager...-" Then it hit him. Po might not be the sharpest knife in the drawer but it didn't take a genius to figure out this one.

"...wait, did you say so that... so I still can go to the banquet?" He questioned in cute high pitch squeak, an ecstatic grin threatening to explode on his maw. The tiger master kept on gathering their belonging nonchalantly and paid him a quick smirk as approval. Although she said nothing about it, her kind intention was written all over her face.

"YESSSS...!" He balled both of his fists and shivered in joy. But his expression quickly changed to a frown. "I know you meant well... but you are injured." He reminded.

"Po... it's just an arrow... is not like I am losing my limbs, don't treat me like a wimp." She chastised the bear for his unwarranted worry. He raised one of his paws and nodded his head as a sign of conformity. "...Right...right.. okay. I am sorry. Let's get going..."


The evening fell upon the city of Zenchen, the constellation had thrown a party long time before the city and it's citizens finally soothed down to the world of dreams. However, for many accolade Kung Fu Masters, Swordsmen, Fighters and Warriors alike, their day were yet just about to begin. Everyone in kung fu world knew, Master Ding threw a party like no other. While other Masters gathering was held very formal, regal, elegant - not that it was bad, especially for older generation such as Shifu. But for many, notably younger Kung Fu Masters, that kind of affair only spelled out boredom, seriousness and involving older master judging your ability to refrain from slouching or being scrutinized for any bad table manner.

Despite he was at the dawn of his life, Master Ding had always retained a mind and a spirit of his former youth. He always knew what kind of things young people (especially kung fu master) enjoyed doing and sharing. He understood, as a master himself, it was not easy to balance between work... and personal life. Often time when duty called, a respectable warrior would not bound her/himself to attend personal affairs, no matter how pressing the matter was. When someone took a sacred vow as a master, they had put other's needs and safety above the needs of their personal life and their emotions. It's no surprise that a lot of warriors finding it easier to relate with other fellow masters. In some sense, this banquet also served as an avenue to make new acquittances, rekindled long lost friendships, and dare he wished some would find love after tonight.

"Tigress..., are you ready...yet?" Po was trying to hide his excitement, but Tigress discerned a slight impatience in his voice. Tigress huffed, she knew Po couldn't wait to meet all of his idols and possibly kissed the ground they were on. Being invited to master's dinner was like the holy grail for the panda, albeit his constant babbling and atrocious mannerism had caused him being uninvited a few time.

In her case, she was never too keen on going, socializing was never her thing. Last year, it was just the boys : Monkey, Mantis, Crane and Po - Viper was nice enough to stay back with her. The previous year it was just the four minus herself and the panda - he was uninvited you know why. But after missing it for 3 years in a row, Shifu insisted that her appearance was crucial, for both herself and the world of kung fu to know she wasn't just a myth. Even then she was putting a lot of resistance in attending. But looking at the panda excitement, she couldn't just back off for his sake. Tigress sighed, she wondered where all her discipline had gone in the face of panda plea.

"Give me a minute Po." Tigress paused her thread of thoughts about Po's extreme fanboyish adoration. At the minute she had a much bigger problem to face. She was cursing her snake sister under her breath. 'How could she even do this to me.' She scoffed furiously. Viper had exchanged her plain blue cheongsam that she packed into a red, figure-hugging, bareback mandarin collar dress. But there was no use to whine now, she had no other backup plan, so Tigress put the dress on. She got the dress during her 21st adoption day from the four and it's been sitting in the wardrobe ever since. Tigress had no idea whose idea was it to buy her that dress, she would never have the courage to ever wore such a thing even in her own bedroom, let alone in public.

The dress color was blood red, the front was a large dragon embroidered with sparkling golden thread, its head on the left chest, running through the back, and continuously trailing to the front, so it looked like the dragon was wrapping her figure. The color itself would be bold enough to attract the attention of the entire village. Just to add the fact that it was backless, leaving no room for her to wear her chest binding without looking like she was suffering from a serious chest injury, even then she could see the wound from last night brawl that already closed nicely, thanks to her herbalist fluency. The dress felt like a size smaller, Viper called it - body hugging, and she insisted it was meant to be...well... hugging your figure! And hugging was never the thing she was comfortable in public, even hugged by a piece of fabric.

Tigress never re-evaluated around her outward show too much, she simply had never given her appearance a second thought in a long long time. She stare at her other self behind the mirror. She had to admit, even when she felt half naked and bounded in what looked like a red dumpling skin, she did look extremely good in it. The color complemented the color of her fur, and the absence of chest binding had revealed her feminine curve, while the fabric of the dress just nicely hugging the rest of her figure and accentuated her lean contour even further. She heaved loudly, not sure whether the dress will bring her empowerment or embarrassment.

Looking for one final glance at the reflective surface, Tigress took a deep breath gathering her confidence. Tigress emerged from her chamber feeling agitated and incredibly nervous. And watching Po's reaction made her felt worse.

"Tigresss... are you... WHOAAAHHHHHH..." The panda ogled at the sight in front of him. Not that Tigress was never beautiful. Po genuinely believed she was the most exquisite creature in existence. But he never would have guessed she could go one step ahead and be... bodaciously drop dead gorgeous..." For a good few minutes, he lost his words, but the look he gave her implied all the information she needed. She cleared her throat loudly in an attempt to bring him back from his reverie.

"Po, that's... not helping." Tigress closed his jaw with her paw wryly, Po nearly bit his own tongue on the process. His mind was quickly traveled back to where he was, he paused letting the impact of the shock rested for a while. "Did I look that bad in this?" Tigress fussed, looking at herself. She felt... naked, there was too much skin (well, fur!) shown.

"Are you kiddin' me...? You look... bodaciously awesome!" The panda earnestly sought to reassure her. He instantly remembered about his plan to hang around other masters before the dinner officially started. "Shall we go now?" The panda question did not require any answer. And although Tigress still not keen, but Po left her with no choice, he grabbed her by the wrist and stormed out of their accommodation in a big hurry.

In a few minutes, both of them stood in front of Master Ding opulent mansion. Two menacing looking rhino guards stood on each side of the gate holding a large iron mace in their palms. They just trailed each master with their unfriendly gaze but did not seem to do any more than that. In front of both of them spanned a large courtyard, in the middle of it, was a large grand erection similar to Jade Palace Hall of Heroes. The double gates with ornamental large dragon emblems were guarded by two lions on each side. They perused both Po and Tigress, until Tigress pulled a gold spool with Master Ding's stamp on it. They immediately saluted them courteously and let them inside.

"Wow... that was Master Lightning Sword, the best swordsman in all of China. Uh...uh... and there is Master Flying Rabbit, the only warrior to master thousand scrolls faster than Tai Lung, I wanted to ask him does he really could fly? I mean, no offense, he is a rabbit. And that's the Fierce Wolf of Gongmen, I aaaammmm so desperate to meet him... I want to ask why he got such a name since he was actually a sheep. Oh, that's Master Storming Ox, Master Croc, Master Chicken...this is so awesome! I think I just did pee a little." Tigress tugged Po's arm before the panda asked one of those Masters to sign his forehead or doing something completely humiliating himself (like really pee himself). When they arrive at the door, a pair of goose in traditional formal clothing solemnly saluted them.

"Master Tigress, Dragon warrior, please follow me." Both Tigress and Po followed the goose who then led them to their seat. The dining room was large and grand looking. The wall was lavishly covered with pale gold wallpaper with dragon and phoenix design. The ceiling was extravagantly decorated with red lanterns on various forms and sizes. There was a big stage on the front, presumably for the host of the banquet. On the side of the stage perched two iron statutes of the dragon guardian's lion. Tigress still admiring the ambiance and excessive decoration of the hall while Po was busy eyeing other masters to see whether he could get some autographs, later on, he even missed out the sumptuous spread of food on the adjacent hall. The truth of the matter was no one seems to actually care too much of the grandiose of the venue and food once they learned about the existence of other masters, everyone except Tigress.

A white tiger passed by their table, followed by a red-eyed black golden leopard. Both was quickly exchanged glances, nudged and chuckled at each other while staring at Tigress - who remained oblivious as she was occupied reading her scroll. Both tigers founded their table and placed their weapon next to their seat. But still doing the act of stealing glances at Tigress while chatting away.

"Tigress... do you happened to know that pair of tigers over there." Po pointed in the direction of the corner of his jade eyes. Tigress followed his gaze.

"Uhmmm... no... why?" She shrugged, and returned her attention back to the scroll.

"...uh, nothing..." He peered over to see what was she reading. "Oh man..., Tigress, why don't you enjoy the party a little... can't believe you are actually reading your herbal scroll!" He face-pawed himself.

"Po, just be quiet, you can go and speak to other masters, you know party never be my thing." She whined but regretted her words to see the exasperated look on her friend face. "Sorry Po, I just..." She sighed."I am out of my comfort zone here."

"Why not we speak to Master Ding?" Po suggested, as he saw the large otter made his casual entrance and quickly shook hands or bowed in respect to his guests, occasionally threw a fake punch and tapping the guest's shoulder. His fur coat was visibly silver, but there was a clear evident that it wasn't used to be that way. The old master did reflect his years physically, but his juvenile smile coupled with vivacious attitude would fit him back sitting with any other younger masters in the room. But before they had a chance to make their way, another three warriors came around, two of them were black panthers, one was a female mountain cat. All of them had a seat number next to Tigress. Almost within an instant, both male panthers seemed to be captivated with her existence. Po was wondering what's wrong with all sudden attention to Tigress. Suddenly he heard a shriek.

"Tigress... it's really you!" The wide smile appeared on her maw, as she landed a tenacious hug on Tigress. Po thought to himself, if that were a man, Tigress surely would show him the way out of the dining hall was through the wall.

"Mei Ling?" Tigress face was shocked, but quickly soften and she welcoming the mountain cat's warm hug.

"It's been a while."

"Yes, nearly a decade... wow, you do look different." Mei Ling orbs scrutinizing Tigress's figure from top to bottom, making her cringe. But she tried to keep her cool and her self-consciousness quickly outstripped other emotions.

"Honestly I don't normally dress like this." She complained, somewhat felt exposed with her dress. Alas, it was the only one she had.

"But you look... very much like a goddess... don't you agree boys?" The mountain cat turned into two panthers who still muted but their stare never left Tigress. Both smiled warmly and nodded. "Oh where is my manner, I have not introduced you two..." Mei Ling gestured.

"This is Dragon Warrior and Master Tigress of Jade Palace, and this is Master Black Jade, and Master Silver Moonstone." She introduced. Tigress immediately turned her attention, Black Jade was a black panther that somewhat felt familiar to her. He was about a few inches taller than Tigress, he had a large scar running down from his upper arm to his wrist and a muscular build or a warrior. He had a double blade sword on his side. His friend, Silver Moonstone was no difference except he had no scar on his arm, by his side were a crossbow and a bag of arrows. They all exchanged pleasantries. Until Po curiosity got the better of him.

"Uhm, guys... I know this is strange to ask... but why all the felines seem to be staring at Master Tigress?" Po prompted.

Mei Ling was the first to laugh, while both male cats just smile expressively.

"Dragon Warrior...-"

"You can call me Po..." He interjected Mei Ling's sentence.

"Okay, Po... isn't that obvious? your friend here is incredibly beautiful. Besides there are not many female masters around...let alone female feline master."

Po scanned the room quickly. Mei Ling was right, there was only a handful of masters who were female masters, let alone a feline. Po looked worried.

"You better hold on to her if you don't want to lose her Po." Mei Ling warned him playfully. While Tigress just bottling up her anger and let a low growl. "I can take care of myself, thank you...!" Their conversation was interrupted by Master Ding opening speech. He gave the motion the banquet to start, and almost immediately dozen of geese waiter vivaciously attended the table with various delectable delicacies. Without further command, the panda started delving into their dinner.


Po belched as he wiped his mouth with the tip of the table cloth. Tigress smiled, the panda bad table manner used to irritate her to the core - but not anymore. Ever since she knew that the panda had more than meet the eyes, she stopped being judgemental or admonishing on how childish or ill mannered he was. The other masters whom shared the table just stare in amazement. Even Mei Ling had to double take the situation, she couldn't believe that ferocious Master Tigress just going to tolerate the panda next to her, however, no one dared to ask her.

After the dinner, Master Ding had interesting games to play, the aim was to get the masters to know each other. It was a friendly spar, it could be done alone or in a group. Po immediately got overly fuelled on this, as he pulled Tigress.

"Tigress... we can make an excellent team, remember how many double combat move we did together." He coaxed.

"I don't know, Po..."

But looking at his begging jade eyes, and his hopeful foolish grin, it's almost impossible for Tigress to say no. Tigress inwardly kicking herself, where was her hardcore soul when she needed it? Was it being swallowed by that adorable begging jade eyes?

"I'll take you on a date again in return." He said cheekily. Tigress scoffed and muttered incomprehensible words, but she silently approved. "I'll go and change to my training outfit." She announced - somewhat relieved she had an excuse to take out that piece of 'rags'.

After Tigress left, suddenly Po felt pelt of fur rubbed on his shoulder, faltered to distance himself of sudden contact, he realized it was Black Jade leaned against him.

"Sorry, Dragon Warrior to surprise you." He said apologetically as he lowered his voice whispering to Po. He acted as vigilantly as possible watching his surrounding, "May I ask, I saw you are very close to Master Tigress... is she your girlfriend?" Po slightly was taken aback with his question.

"Wha-what? No, she wasn't." But Po bit his lip wondering whether Black Jade took his chances with Tigress. Black Jade expression remained controlled and unreadable.

"Was she born in Jade Palace? or elsewhere?" The question might sound very odd to Po. But Jade didn't look like a harmful individual, so he answered him truthfully.

"No, our master adopted her from Bao Gu." He replied. "Why did you ask?" The panther smiled mysteriously.

"I'll see you again sometime soon Dragon Warrior when the time is right, I'll let you know my intention and my mission. But believe me, you both better to be careful." And with that, he left.