Could it be that she was given a lot of magic pills while she was sleeping, and was forced to grow up quickly?

Xiang Wan looked surprised and doubtful, while Ming Yan held his wine glass and took a light sip.

"Have I... forgotten something?"

No response means you agree.

"Why am I here with you? This shouldn't be happening!"

Xiang Wan stood up, slowly lifting her feet to adjust to the feeling of six tails trailing behind her. She glanced back every now and then, feeling as if her butt had been bruised and battered.

"Take human form and do things for me, consider it paying off a debt."

Xiang Wan thought about it for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Although I don't know how I got here or how I grew up, I can't deny that it must be related to the person in front of me.

Gratitude is a tradition of the nine-tailed fox clan, deeply ingrained in their very being, and Xiang Wan will never forget it.

A flash of white light appeared, and Xiang Wan, dressed in white, appeared in the Demon Palace.

Her black hair cascaded down to her waist, and her face was free of makeup, yet a cool and aloof air lingered between her brows.

Xiang Wan was looking at her hands and feet, unaware that the man lightly sipping his wine glass was watching her, gradually losing his focus.

"Hmm, she's not bad looking!"

A water mirror materialized, and Xiang Wan saw her own face. She was a great beauty, yet she felt a strange sense of familiarity.

"Hey, you..."

As Xiang Wan looked up, she met a pair of deep, affectionate, reserved, and complex eyes.

A pang of heart palpitation shot through her chest, and Xiang Wan lowered her eyelids, feeling somewhat at a loss.

"It's changed!"

The stern and angry tone of the command made Xiang Wan somewhat displeased.

"Don't conjure up this form in front of me, or I'll lose my temper and destroy it!"

A violent pressure swept over Xiang Wan, who instantly transformed into her original form and darted out of the main hall.

Only a fool would stay there and hang out with some random person.