Whoosh!
Li Hao suddenly shot forward, rushing toward Little White Fox outside the wall.
He reached her in an instant, hurtling like a cannonball, only to stop before her as softly as a gentle breeze.
Looking at the dying Little White Fox, Li Hao crouched and carefully gathered her into his arms, grief filling his eyes.
Over the years, Little White Fox had stayed beside him day and night. The bond between master and companion had long since taken root.
And this little white fox was an orphan too, with no one to depend on. How much alike they were.
"Fifth Master!"
Li Hao abruptly looked toward Li Qingzheng in the courtyard. "Please save Xiao Rou! Please save her!"
His voice was filled with sorrow and pleading.
Li Qingzheng's expression shifted slightly. Over the years, whenever Li Hao came to play chess with him, this little white fox often nestled in the boy's arms, the two keeping each other company.
Most of those in the courtyard were servants. Apart from old fellows like him and his second brother, the child had few friends, and almost no one to whom he could bare his heart.
He knew just how important this little fox was to Li Hao.
With a flicker, Li Qingzheng appeared beside Li Hao and released a stream of vitality that enveloped Little White Fox.
Taking her from him, he said, "I'll find the Divine Doctor!"
He immediately stepped away, but seemed to remember something. Before leaving, he glanced back at Li Hao. "Hao'er, don't act rashly."
At those words, Li Hao gave a desolate smile. "Thank you for saving her, Fifth Master!"
Then he actually knelt and struck his forehead against the ground with a resounding thud!
Li Qingzheng froze. As though sensing something, alarm flickered in his