After roughly understanding the divine beast festival, Qin Luo nodded meaningfully before inquiring about the chase that had just taken place.

Upon hearing this, a flash of undisguised grief and anger crossed the middle-aged man's eyes:

"As my benefactor knows, in the continent ruled by demonic beasts, the strong are always respected, especially in this chaotic and desolate land. Under the quota of the once-in-a-century Divine Beast Festival, even people of the same race can turn against each other for the sake of interests."

The middle-aged man clenched his fists, his eyes filled with pain. "Although our Lingmeng Illusion Fox lineage is only a small branch of the fox clan, we still couldn't escape being wiped out. Left with no other choice, we could only flee in all directions. Along the way, many of our brothers and sisters have already met a brutal end..."

As the middle-aged man spoke, his voice gradually choked up, and his eyes reddened.

Hearing these sorrowful words, Qin Luo remained calm, seemingly oblivious to the middle-aged man's expression.

The law of the jungle is the norm here, and the middle-aged man's experience is just a drop in the ocean.

He then said indifferently:

"Tell me about the current strength of your fox clan."

The middle-aged man was taken aback at first, startled by Qin Luo's sudden question. Then, a flurry of thoughts flashed through his mind, and combining this with his earlier inquiry about the celebration, he instantly understood what Qin Luo wanted. He quickly composed himself and began to explain rapidly and methodically:

“My benefactor, there are currently three main branches of the fox clan that are the most powerful: the Shadow Poison Fox, the Wind Ember Swift Fox, and the Frost Moon Silver Fox.”

"Among these three lineages, the most outstanding is the patriarch of the Shadow Poison Fox lineage, whose cultivation has reached the first-grade saint realm. The patriarchs of the Wind Ember Fox and Frost Moon Silver Fox lineages are slightly weaker, at the half-step Heavenly Tribulation stage. If this realm were to correspond to your human cultivation, it would mean that they have successfully passed the Soul Tribulation, but have not yet truly stepped into the realm of saints."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the middle-aged man abruptly pulled the girl who was cowering behind him to her knees with a thud.

His eyes were filled with pleading, and his voice carried an overwhelming mix of grief and hope.

“My benefactor! I know you are highly skilled. Our Lingmeng Illusion Fox lineage has always lived a peaceful life, free from worldly strife. But now, we have suffered such a devastating calamity for no reason. Our people have been slaughtered indiscriminately and are forced to flee and become homeless.”

"I humbly beg you, my benefactor, to save our clan. If you are willing to lend a helping hand, my Lingmeng Huanhu lineage will forever remember your great kindness and virtue, and will serve you like an ox or a horse without hesitation!"

The middle-aged man spoke earnestly, his forehead slamming heavily against the ground with a dull thud.

The girl didn't understand why her father would suddenly do this, but upon hearing that someone could save her people, she looked terrified and sorrowful. Imitating her father, she repeatedly kowtowed, "Benefactor, please..."

Looking at the father and daughter kneeling on the ground, Qin Luo remained calm and did not immediately express his opinion.

He sneered inwardly, thinking that this person was clever enough to know how to take advantage of the situation.

However, the quota still needs to be secured first, and after the previous inquiries, the middle-aged man must have guessed something, otherwise he wouldn't have risked offending him to make the request.

A top-tier Saint? It's not that I can't make a move...

The thought flashed through Qin Luo's mind, and a gentle, warm smile appeared on his previously expressionless face. This smile instantly eased the tense and oppressive atmosphere.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and gently supported them. A gentle spiritual energy emanated from his palm, softly enveloping the father and daughter on the ground and lifting them up.

"Don't worry, as long as you know how to act, I can ensure the safety of your clan, and even..." Qin Luo paused, his gaze falling on the somewhat timid girl, "I can even ensure that your daughter can get a share of the pie in this Divine Beast Festival and reap her own opportunities."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man knew that Qin Luo was implying that he shouldn't have any ulterior motives.

As long as I honestly follow his instructions, I will surely be able to bring about a turning point for the Lingmeng Huanhu lineage.

He quickly and respectfully replied, "Don't worry, my benefactor, I understand your meaning. I will do my utmost to follow your instructions and will never dare to conceal anything or slack off."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man, in his haste, patted the girl beside him. This pat conveyed a sense of urgency.

The girl understood immediately, and at her father's prompting, she mustered all her courage and slowly raised her head.

Her gaze timidly fell on Qin Luo, her eyes filled with fear.

The girl's voice trembled slightly, "Thank you for your help, benefactor. I know I don't have any outstanding skills, but if there is anything I can do to serve you, I will do my best."

After saying that, Nuantang seemed to have used up all her strength and lowered her head deeply.

Her small head drooped precariously, her ears flushed red, the blush spreading down her pale neck. At this moment, uttering those suggestive words for the first time had exhausted all her courage and boldness.

Looking at the shy half-fox girl, Qin Luo felt somewhat strange. Weren't fox women said to possess an innate allure?

The girl in front of him, though also of fox blood, did not have the common fox-like charm. Instead, her bright, lively eyes were full of innocence, and the way she bit her lower lip when she was nervous revealed a unique kind of cuteness.

But this surprise only lasted for a moment before Qin Luo spoke again:

"You all know what I mean, so I don't need to say anything more. Since I've agreed, let's go."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's face was filled with emotion: "My benefactor, although our Lingmeng Illusion Fox lineage has been fleeing in all directions, but..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Luo frowned and interrupted him directly:

"No need for all that trouble. When I said 'let' go, I meant head straight for the Fox Clan!"

This sudden decision left the middle-aged man and Nuantang frozen in place, both stunned and their eyes filled with astonishment.

The middle-aged man's lips trembled, and he hesitated for a few moments, as if he wanted to offer some advice, but he was afraid of offending Qin Luo.

Nuantang stared wide-eyed at Qin Luo with disbelief, covering her round little mouth with her hands in surprise.

After a long while, the middle-aged man finally came to his senses. His face was filled with worry, and he stammered, "Um... benefactor, going directly to the Fox Clan? This... isn't this a bit too risky? Going there so rashly without any preparation, I'm afraid..."

Qin Luo's deep eyes gazed into the distance, exuding an air of profound composure and confidence, his tone calm:

"You don't need to worry, with me here, nothing will happen."