"How could you even say that! Are there no Heavenly Principles? No laws? That Golden Fried Tofu made with Judgement of Thunder is actually more expensive than a golden Gungnir?"
When the little fox saw this, she was so furious that she transformed back into human form, then relentlessly pounced at Chen Luo.
Damn it, if a fox didn't show her might, did he think she was Qiu Bi?
"Raiden Shogun."
Raiden Shogun, who had vanished from atop the little fox's head and appeared beside Chen Luo, looked coldly at the little fox, as if she would take off her shoe at the slightest disagreement.
"Waaah!"
The Trash Fox: I Can't Beat You, but I Still Won't Accept It!
The next day.
"Waaah!"
"Waaah!"
"Stop whining! I shouldn't have softened up and let you in last night!" Chen Luo shot upright from his sickbed-like sleep, grabbed the little fox, and started wildly scratching her!
The special coin event had ended at 11:30 last night. After finishing the tally, Chen Luo had clocked out directly. After all, leaving work half an hour early or half an hour late made no real difference.
Then, when Chen Luo closed his bedroom door and was about to sleep, scratching sounds came from outside.
It was the little fox—the little fox Chen Luo had thrown out the door.
The little fox was already so big that, logically speaking, she should no longer be sleeping in the same bed as Chen Luo.
But the little fox had a perfectly sound argument. She was only a fox, so what was he afraid of?
Herrscher of Knowledge could sleep in his sea of consciousness, so why couldn't she?
Logically, this would have been a good way for Chen Luo to drain the little fox's coins, but she had