When Little White appeared, he saw Wen Ying holding several red strings.
She gave one to Xu Jiali, one to Song Jiayan, and even one to Zhao Qi.
'This guy is from the rival team. Does he really need one?'
Little White looked at Zhao Qi, a little confused.
Even though he was a fox, a Fox Immortal, he still had some understanding of human conflicts.
Among competitors, there was always plotting, scheming, and mutual backstabbing.
'But Master is just too kind, actually giving a red string to a competitor.'
Although Little White didn't know where the red strings came from, he had a nagging feeling that they were for saving one's life.
'This is good stuff!'
When Wen Ying saw Little White, she waved him over.
"Did you finish that business with Director Wen?"
Little White nodded. 'For such a small matter, of course it was a resounding success.'
Seeing Little White staring at the red string on Zhao Qi's wrist, Wen Ying took Little White's paw.
