Lan Mu looked absolutely stunning now, enough to topple kingdoms and cities! He had not even used Charm yet, and Zhang Yang, that lecher, was already staring at him wide-eyed.
"Have you stared enough? We're not out of danger yet."
Zhang Yang came back to his senses and hurriedly suppressed the filth in his mind, speaking with a solemn expression.
"Little fox, thank you for saving me... I still don't know your name."
You think I wanted to save you? If CANC had taken you away, where would I go to find you?
But Lan Mu still smiled on the surface. "I'm a thousand years old and a descendant of the Tu Shan clan. You're still too young to call me little sister... Call me Lady Tu Shan Xue!"
"Sister Tu Shan... That sounds strange... Can I call you Sister Xue'er instead?"
"D-Do as you please..."
"Um... why did you save me?"
"We'll talk while we move!" Lan Mu grabbed Zhang Yang and kept running. As they ran, he said, "You know the people who captured you, right? They're the CANC organization. They specialize in capturing supernatural creatures, so they chased me into a sorry state in Malay and even cost me one of my tails."
Zhang Yang had a strong capacity for accepting things. He instantly accepted the existence of monsters and mysterious organizations. Combining that with the videos leaked from Malay, he immediately imagined an entire story about an evil force hunting down a beautiful, innocent Fox Demon.
"They're despicable! You've kept to yourself, Sister, yet they insist on killing you." Zhang Yang spoke in the tone of a young boy.
Lan Mu resisted the urge to beat him to death and continued smiling as he spun his tale. "I barely escaped their pursuit. By chance, I learned