But where did this little white fox run off to before?
Chen Ye grew increasingly suspicious that this fox harbored an immense secret.
He quietly glanced toward the stone table nearby.
There, a little white fox had just finished eating a spirit fruit and was leisurely licking its paws.
The little white fox suddenly felt a chill down its spine, its fur nearly standing on end.
It stiffly lifted its head, meeting Chen Ye's eyes, which had a hint of a smile.
"Are you full?"
Chen Ye stood in front of it, looking down at it.
"Purr…"
The little white fox guiltily shrunk its neck, its two front paws instinctively covering its now round belly.
It had just been focused on eating and almost forgot this man was a devil!
"If you're full, it's time to work."
Chen Ye bent down, hooked his finger around the rope tied to its neck, and shook it in his hand.
