Mo Lianque and the others, who were following closely behind Feng Xia, were stunned.
After an unknown period of time, Qing Yue muttered, "This guy… looks more like a villain than anyone else— Ah, why did you bite me!?"
Before he could finish speaking, Qing Yue could not help but scream.
He saw a big furry fox staring at him with dissatisfaction. Then, it opened its mouth and bit down mercilessly.
"Ah—where are you biting, you stupid fox?! Let go!"
Qing Yue shouted with a flushed face.
"You're not allowed to speak ill of Young Master!"
Bite.
Bite, bite, bite.
Bai Xiao immediately put on a fierce expression and glared fiercely at Qing Yue. She looked like she would not let go until he stopped talking.
For a moment, there were screams… Anyway, even Ying Daoyi was a little speechless.
I am in a much worse state than you. I have not even screamed yet, but you are already screaming so loudly?'
This way…