"May I ask Empress Feng, what exactly did the little fox do wrong?"
Monk Fengxi asked solemnly.
"It falsely accused my palace of poisoning Lady Shifei."
Empress Feng scoffed coldly.
"But it couldn't speak nor communicate, how could it accuse? Besides, Empress Feng, you came to bestow kindness today; if you start a slaughter, it will defile your own heart. Since you are unharmed, please spare this little creature."
After speaking, Fengxi patted the little fox's head.
The little fox, seeking favor, nestled against Monk Fengxi's chest.
Xin Lin watched from the side, feeling speechless.
You wouldn't think it, but this little fox is quite a flirt.
However, speaking of beauty, Fengxi and Pride Corpse are equally impressive, yet the little fox doesn't seem to drool over Pride Corpse, does it?
Ye Lingyue mused inwardly.
Little did she know, the little fox was petrified of Gui Hu, afraid to even steal a glance lest it cuts short its lifespan.
