What if, just like in the novels, the Saint Heir is bewitched so deeply that he loses his soul to that group of seductive foxes?
"But..." Watching Pei Wanyu rising, Dong Han quickly followed her steps: "The Fox Clan has plenty of tricks, what if the Saint Heir gets lost in them..."
"Don't worry, he knows what he's doing."
Pei Wanyu raised her hand to interrupt her: "That little fox can't stir up much trouble."
Seeing Pei Wanyu's assured expression, Dong Han eased her inner worries.
"Oh, and by the way." Pei Wanyu tilted her head to glance at Dong Han: "Why don't you help out at the shop for now, the war hasn't ended and there's still much need for Spirit Crystals."
Dong Han promptly agreed.
Pei Wanyu nodded slightly, saying no more.
The four Little Monsters she brought back are still lacking in cultivation; Qiu Qingtang can easily sway them. Though she doesn't think Qingtang would dare, it's wise to prevent any mishaps.
