"And you call yourself young?"
Qin Yang glanced at Xiaobai.
Xiaobai had a petite frame. She stood barefoot on the ground, her snow-white hair trailing behind her. Two beast ears drooped from her head, giving her an endearingly helpless look, like a little paper doll.
But since she had been in Jianghai City for twenty years, she was definitely not young.
"Master, you don't believe me? I'm not lying to you!"
Xiaobai said, raising a small fist in a show of bravado.
Qin Yang just smiled and shook his head, clearly not believing her.
After all, the Fox Race was cunning by nature.
Once they gained sentience, their lifespans were also extended. It wasn't at all uncommon for them to live for a hundred or even several hundred years.
This was far beyond the scope of human comprehension.
But even with such long lifespans,
they still had to cultivate diligently to take on human form, a process that took a great deal of time.
