The old tree spirit froze on the spot for a moment, its mind filled with unanswerable questions.
This thing, calls the Demon King... a newly formed little fox?
So, she pulled the third brother over as well, cautiously glanced at Si Jin's tail with her eyes, and said with trembling lips, "Third brother... Third brother, do you think this is... is it a newly formed baby fox?"
The third brother's Adam's apple bobbed, his knees involuntarily went weak, and he almost knelt down.
But seeing Si Jin's gaze, they dared not kneel—was the king asking them to keep it a secret?
Oh, what incredible luck did his half-demon son have to be so close to the Demon King?
You should know that, given their level, it's difficult for them to even enter the core of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, let alone see the king. They've only been seen once or twice in magical phantoms during the collective assembly in the demon realm.
Now, the real King is right beside me.
The third brother took a deep breath, took some effort to calm himself down, and awkwardly changed the subject: "Silly boy, I clearly heard the sound of the carriage and your voice this morning, why did you only come back in the evening?"
"Oh." Shao Linyuan sat down with Si Jin in his arms, lying without batting an eye: "You must have misheard me."
"You heard me right." At this moment, the "little fox" that had been "unable to speak" suddenly spoke, drooping its ears and looking aggrieved.
"This morning, he said he would bring me to visit you, but on the way he went he started chatting with other little demons and said he didn't want me anymore."
“I got angry and we argued. He then took me away in the carriage just before we got home… I’m only just getting back now, and I’m hungry, tired, and have a sore throat.”
As she spoke, the little fox, as if in a huff, broke free from the scumbag Yuan's embrace, and almost lost her balance the moment she landed.
The tree spirits were terrified and hurriedly grabbed chairs to help the demon king sit down, giving Shao Linyuan no chance to get close. At the same time, they coaxed him, "This kid is such a scoundrel! Which little demon is he? We'll avenge you."
"What would you like to eat? Quickly, bring me another pair of chopsticks!"
"Honey water, have you made honey water yet? It'll soothe your throat!"
The fifth brother was too slow and couldn't get up to take care of Si Jin, so he quickly turned his head and directed his criticism at the bewildered demon hunter: "Shao Linyuan! Do you know that a male fox will only find one partner in his lifetime? Is this how you treat her? You beast!"
Shao Linyuan: ? ? ?
When did Jinjin become able to speak so fluently?
When did he start looking for other little demons?
When did you become a beast?
Before he could figure out what was going on in the three questions, his fifth uncle quickly pulled him to the kitchen: "Come on, come on, the little fox must be hungry after all this afternoon of your antics. You should make him something to eat yourself."
Once they were out of the crowd, Fifth Uncle finally breathed a sigh of relief, then grabbed his silly son's collar with exasperation: "Aren't you the best demon hunter? How could you not tell that fox was the Demon King?"
… …
Shao Linyuan was grabbed by the collar by his fifth uncle, who then proceeded to explain at length.
Only after connecting the events at the palace and the Demon Cave of Wujian did I finally understand.
If Jinjin is the Demon King, then the blood aura in the Wujian Demon Cave couldn't have been created by him alone, right?
His pride.
After Shao Linyuan figured out the whole thing, he didn't feel pressured or angry that he had been tricked. Instead, he felt sorry for Si Jin.
He should have been held atop the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain by all the demons, how could he have been harmed and brought to the harem? How could this be?
After a long while, Shao Linyuan finally calmed down and, an hour later, entered the room that his seven uncles had arranged for Si Jin.
Upon entering, one could see that the little fox had shed its usual white clothes and was now dressed in a vibrant crimson.
Her clothes weren't fastened properly, and the collar was left loose, revealing her collarbone covered in hickeys, which was then messily hidden by her long, white hair.
Seemingly concealed, yet not quite, shrouded in mist and clouds.
Even the crimson beauty mark at the corner of her eye exudes a bewitching aura.
Upon seeing him enter, the little fox made no attempt to conceal the emotions in her eyes. She simply closed the jade folding fan in her hand, and seemingly unintentionally, the tip of the fan hooked her collar.
The red robe, once loosened, only fueled further speculation.
But then, she muttered, "What am I going to do? The new clothes your uncles gave me are so complicated, I don't know how to wear them..."
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