In the midst of all that squabbling, Zheng Yimeng hurried over. Seeing the scene before her, she rationally settled in to enjoy the drama. As the saying went, when the snipe and clam fought, the fisherman reaped the profit—the fiercer those two argued, the greater her chances of ultimately crushing the heaven-sent girl.
It would be best if they argued until they started fighting, fought until neither could live without the other dying, and ideally perished together. Then she would win big.
Thus, Zheng Yimeng pondered how she could fan the flames without leaving a trace...
But when Li Qingmeng saw that rabbit spirit Zheng Yimeng had arrived too, she abruptly stopped arguing. Everyone turned to look at her.
"Please, carry on. Just pretend I'm not here."
Zheng Yimeng's mind spun wildly at that moment, and she could not help suspecting that the two in front of her could read minds.
She was just a harmless, adorable young girl. What bad intentions could she possibly have?!
"Then why do I feel like someone is harboring some bad ideas?"
Just then, a cool voice rang out, carrying a teasing lilt.
The next moment, Zheng Yimeng's feet left the ground. Someone had actually grabbed the back of her collar, like one would pick up a rabbit, and lifted her right into the air.
"Eek!"
Zheng Yimeng cried out, flailing her arms and legs, but she could not break free.
"Disobedient little rabbits get eaten by monsters, you know."
The voice continued. Zheng Yimeng reluctantly twisted around, only to see a beautiful fox mask. Yet the faint fragrance coming from its wearer finally let her recognize who it was.
"Huang'er, let me go!"
Zheng Yimeng called out.
As Li Huang'er's former die-hard fan, she had always been fairly close to Li Huang'er. Of