Chapter 225 · Extra 10

While Bai Xiuming was still in a daze, the Mingjing Guards outside had already drawn their swords in unison.

High-ranking demon race!

Feng Yang was sweating profusely; he had actually interrogated this fox demon for quite some time.

Seemingly sensing the unfriendly gazes, Achan raised her head, glanced at the dark group of people outside the door, flicked her tail, and slammed the door shut.

She strolled over to Bai Xiuming, who was standing still, squinted and stared intently at the human for a while, then sniffed his neck.

The scent on him was somewhat familiar. Ah Chan tilted her head and thought for a moment, but unfortunately, her mind was completely blank and she couldn't think of anything.

Since she couldn't figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it and raised her furry front paw to push Bai Xiuming.

Bai Xiuming staggered back a few steps and sat down on the wooden stool, his back against the edge of the table.

This height pleased Achan, and she eagerly swung her tail and pounced on him.

Bai Xiuming felt as if he had sunk into a ball of soft fur. The round fox's head was pressed against his chest, rubbing against him and making soft whimpering sounds, as if it was enjoying itself.

As she moved, the chair beneath Bai Xiuming and the table behind him creaked under the weight.

Although Achan is still a little fox compared to her father, in reality, she could easily kill a whole group of people with a single slap.

If it weren't for Bai Xiuming here today, the situation would definitely have become very difficult to manage.

Achan rubbed against Bai Xiuming's thigh with great enthusiasm, placing both of her front paws on his thighs. She was not fully conscious, but her spirits were exceptionally high. All she knew was that she liked this humanoid toy very much.

After rubbing against it for a while, seeing that the toy didn't respond at all, Achan swished her tail unhappily and hooked it around his right wrist, placing it on her body.

Does this mean I want to touch its fur?

Bai Xiuming couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile, and obediently used his hand as a comb to brush down her soft fur.

Achan thought this technique was quite good, and happily stomped her front paws and leaned closer to him.

Inside the house, all was in harmony, but outside, all was deathly silent.

A group of Mingjing Guards, long swords in hand, vigilantly surrounded Achan's courtyard, leaving no room to move. Feng Yang, the highest-ranking official, was particularly tense. He had only glanced at it briefly; just how many tails did that fox demon have?

No matter how many tails it has, this is the territory of the Great Xia Dynasty, where demons cannot be allowed to run rampant. His master has been captured by the fox demon for so long; he cannot back down. He must rescue his master first!

After making up his mind, Feng Yang approached the closed door step by step until his hand touched the door panel.

His numerous subordinates held their breath as Feng Yang channeled his inner energy, striking out with a palm while shouting angrily, "You audacious fox demon, how dare you face our lord..."

The door slammed open, and the scene inside made him swallow back all the words he hadn't finished saying.

The exceptionally talented and powerful Lord Bai was currently sitting with his clothes wide open, being pinned down by that fox demon... indecent assault?

Feng Yang rubbed his eyes; he must be seeing things.

Bai Xiuming turned his head, looked at the group of subordinates outside the door, and the idiots he had personally trained, and said coldly, "Close the door and get out."

After a brief moment of existential doubt, Feng Yang quickly stepped forward to close the door, then led a group of subordinates out of the courtyard, surrounding the courtyard and preventing anyone from approaching.

This shocking news must not be leaked to outsiders in the slightest!

The Mingjing Division guarded the area all night, and the surrounding residents were so frightened that they kept their doors tightly shut and didn't even dare to breathe loudly while sleeping.

The next morning, Ah Chan groggily opened her eyes and was surprised to find that she had not only returned to her original form, but also had a disheveled man lying on top of her.

She vaguely remembered a group of people from the Mingjing Bureau bothering her yesterday. After they left, she used the incense Ah Mian had given her, and then...

She was drugged and passed out!

She said that Ah Mian's perfumery skills were unreliable at all, and that her mother had even lied and said that Ah Mian had talent. This is spoiling her!

Achan was still angry for a while, then looked down at the man who was still sleeping. He was quite pleasing to the eye, and his scent was somewhat familiar.

She reached out and pressed her paw against him again. Hmm... his body was very sturdy.

As Achan was scratching Bai Xiuming, her tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

As soon as Achan withdrew her claws from his waist, she turned her head and saw a pair of dark eyes staring at her. Startled, she jumped off the bed.

When she got out of bed, she wasn't paying attention and her tail accidentally swept across the dressing table, knocking over a bunch of bottles and jars. She let out a soft cry of heartache and turned around, already back into human form.

After Achan finished rescuing her rouge and jewelry box, she turned around and saw Bai Xiuming sitting on the edge of the bed, slowly getting dressed.

I hadn't noticed before, but there were many red marks of varying shades on this person's body. Given that she not only reverted to her original form yesterday but was also in a daze, those marks might probably be related to her.

Although Achan wasn't human, she still felt that the scene was a little awkward.

But her father had never taught her how to handle such a situation.

I've heard that human women value their reputation highly, but men probably don't care as much, right?

Bai Xiuming put on his inner shirt and looked up to see A Chan staring straight at him.

He smiled slightly and asked, "What's your name, young lady?"

"My name is Achan."

"Hmm." Bai Xiuming stood up and fastened his belt. "My surname is Bai, Bai Xiuming, and I am the Commander of the Mingjing Division."

Achan's eyes immediately became wary. Could it be that the officials of the Great Xia Mingjing Division were going to arrest her?

Bai Xiuming seemed to sense her hostility, raising his beautiful peach blossom eyes and speaking calmly: "Yesterday, I sensed demonic energy in your room, young lady. Unexpectedly, after entering, you suddenly subdued me and..."

Achan's expression hardened, and his tone grew increasingly hesitant: "I believe the young lady didn't do it on purpose yesterday."

Achan nodded vigorously. She was right. She didn't do it on purpose. It was purely an accident. She would beat up her sister when she got home.

"But I spent the whole night alone with the girl, and this is a matter of reputation..."

Achan immediately interrupted him: "Since no one saw it, why don't we just pretend it never happened? If there's anything you want, Lord Bai, you can ask."

Achan was unusually generous, since killing someone to cover up such a thing seemed rather unethical, so she could only resort to bribery.

"I'm afraid we can't pretend it didn't happen."

"Why?"

Bai Xiuming walked to the window, pushed it open, and immediately a pair of eyes looked over.

“Because they all saw you make a fuss with me yesterday.” He chuckled. “The reputation of men in our Great Xia is also very important, so you have to take responsibility.”

Ah Chan stared at the circle of people clinging to the wall of her courtyard and fell silent.

Suddenly, I realized that the plan to silence them wasn't so bad.

In the end, Ah Chan reluctantly became a heartless person and refused to take responsibility. Bai Xiuming, as a second choice, became friends with her.

In short, the person was finally sent away.

Bai Xiuming said that human friends can exchange gifts, and a few days later, Achan received two roasted chickens that he had personally roasted.

Achan decided to become best friends with Bai Xiuming, so she gave him a basket of fresh spiritual fruits, which he happily accepted.

A few days later, Song Yu finished the provincial examination.

During the period of waiting for the results, he only went to the Mingjing Division once in the first two days. The rest of the time he stayed in his room writing stories, writing seven or eight pages a day, which Achan was very satisfied with.

Because she was worried about him, Ah Chan even protected him when he went out to buy groceries, so that he wouldn't die before he finished reading the story.

Song Yu, this scholar, was truly a lover of excitement. On the short street, he would watch people arguing, and he would even flip through the old books of a spendthrift son who was selling his father's tattered books. On the way, he even met a poor scholar selling an inkstone to pay for his journey. He bargained with the scholar and then happily carried the inkstone home, without even buying the vegetables!

In short, after a month of waiting, Ah Chan finally saw the middle volume of the "Walking with the Fox" storybook come to an end...

Where's the promised second volume?

Achan felt as if she had been cheated by the bookstore owner, but had nowhere to seek justice.

Just as we were getting to the exciting part, the story abruptly ended again. Before the second volume even arrived, the results of the provincial examinations were announced.

As expected, Song Yu not only made the list but also became the top scholar in Jizhou Prefecture.

On the day the results were announced, Achan also went to join in the fun and heard from the people around her that the candidates would have to go to the capital to participate in the metropolitan examination next year.

This means that the second volume of the story might have to wait until Song Yu goes to the capital before it can be written?

Achan didn't understand. She just wanted to read a storybook, so why did she have to travel all that way?

Another half month has passed in the blink of an eye. These past few days, Song Yu next door has started packing his luggage at home, while A Chan is sighing and complaining at home.

Although she really wanted to see the ending of the storybook, she had heard that the Great Xia capital city did not easily allow demons to enter.

That evening, Bai Xiuming came to visit.

He hasn't come for several days. The last time we met, he said he had a big case to investigate.

"Why did you suddenly come? Weren't you investigating a case?" Achan asked him curiously.

Bai Xiuming handed her the oil paper package, which A Chan readily accepted. Upon opening it, she immediately beamed with joy: "It's roast chicken from Fuyuelou."

Fuyuelou's roast chicken is just as good as Bai Xiuming's roast chicken, and it ranks first in Achan's heart.

"Yes, the case is almost solved. In a few days, I will escort the people involved in the case to the capital," Bai Xiuming said.

"Are you going to the capital too?" Achan suddenly felt that the roast chicken in front of her didn't taste so good anymore, and she felt a little choked up.

"yes."

They're all leaving, so she probably won't stay here any longer.

Human lifespan is so short; by the time he sees Song Yu's story again, he might not even be around anymore. Even if Bai Xiuming still possesses cultivation, it will likely be a long time before he sees him again.

Although they hadn't parted yet, Achan had already sensed the sorrow of separation that humans expressed in poetry.

Then she heard Bai Xiuming ask her, "Would you like to come to the capital with me?"

[Author's Note]

There should be one last chapter left. [shrug]