Not far in front of him, there lay a small red fox, scared and tense, staring at Qing Yue.
Its upper body was crouched to the ground, with its two front paws on the earth, hind legs bracing, baring its teeth, as if it was ready to launch an attack at any moment.
Yet, in Qing Yue's eyes, it seemed as if the fox didn't exist.
Seeing Jiangli and the others come out, he placed his right hand on his chest and made a knight's salute to Jiangli, smiling, "Abbot, I am late."
Jiangli shivered, "You're still on time, I was just thinking, if you'd been any later, there'd be no point in coming at all."
Qing Yue laughed, "How could I? It's rare for the Abbot to ask me for help, of course I have to make it."
Wei Qingran realized from their conversation that this person must have been invited by Jiangli.
But...
The Abbot is already so strong, why ask someone else to come?
Could it be that this Red Fox is that formidable?
However...
