Lei Er's face paled, a silent howl of despair filling his mind. Damned cunning fox, resorting to such mean tactics! Was this what Ji Nuan meant by a hidden weapon?
The orcs of the Watson Tribe also reacted instantly, trying to break free of the surrounding orcs and rush to Lei Er's side.
Among the creatures present, the white giant fox, the principal culprit, looked grimmer than any of them, even showing signs of anxiety.
"Snap~" He felt no expected excruciating pain, but rather a fluffy and soft sensation on his face.
Lei Er, somewhat baffled, opened his eyes to find a fluffy object swinging its puffy tail on his face, an unknown critter.
Under the anxious gaze of the big white fox, Lei Er grabbed the peculiar furball on his face, "..."
Where did this little orc, or fox, come from?
Looking at the small fox cub squeaking in his hand, and observing everything around it, Lei Er cast a meaningful look at the big white fox across from him.