Fang Cheng suspected that this six-tailed little fox was the Landlady, so he planned to use this method to force her to come clean.
"Stop!"
The little fox struggled and screamed, scratching and clawing at Fang Cheng.
Unfortunately, her threats were even less effective than a tickle. She couldn't even break Fang Cheng's skin before he pinned her to the sofa and gave her a thorough petting.
After a while, Fang Cheng realized he might have been wrong. The little fox probably wasn't the Landlady.
But by then, it was too late to stop. After being caught and brought back several times when she tried to escape, the little fox had given up resisting and was forced to enjoy the massage.
Fang Cheng's massage skills were second to none. Whether it was Tsukikage Hatsuka's Fat Cat or Ugou Mirai's silly dog, they had both succumbed to his hands.
His nimble hands stroked the fluffy ears, neck, belly, and six tails, bringing the little fox unparalleled pleasure.
Her paws rested on Fang Cheng's hands, and her round eyes had nearly closed as she let out a contented moan.
Half an hour later, the little fox was barely conscious and sprawled across the sofa, mouth open and tiny pink tongue hanging out.
Her four legs were curled up, leaving her belly completely exposed. She looked like a soft, boneless ball of fluff.
When Fang Cheng stopped, she even felt a little reluctant to let him.
After getting his fill of petting, Fang Cheng got up and went into the yard. He used the Blood Beast Nest to create a few sparrows and sent them out to see what was happening inside the Iron-Cast Palace.
After searching all night, the assassin was still nowhere to be found. The Ghost Clan soldiers in the