"You... aren't pulling my leg, are you? There's actually a belief in the Fox Immortal culture here in the Imperial Capital?"
Ah Qing looked both skeptical and intrigued, cuddling the little fox back to the apartment. From her backpack, she took out wet wipes to clean the hygiene-loving Huhu's paws.
"Why would I lie to you?"
Ansheng waved dismissively, pulling out ice cream from his bag to hand out generously to Momo and Uncle.
"I've done my field research, but then I thought about the winter here in the Imperial Capital, and hurriedly headed south."
Ansheng was full of nonsense, the research was all fake, but it's true that in the Imperial Capital, there's a culture and temple belief in the Fox Immortal.
Some Ansheng saw online, others came from past experiences during business trips.
