Although she had not seen her parents or grandfather for endless ages, blood was thicker than water after all. Learning so suddenly that her family was gone was naturally hard to accept.
What was more, Little Fox's emotions were far richer than those of many other living beings. Back when Little Moon Spirit had not even understood what "liking" meant, she had already understood it all.
At some point, they flew past the White Bone Mountains, which stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles. Even the black crows within the White Bone Mountains did not dare act rashly before the overbearing Shadowless.
Little Fox's crying gradually subsided, changing from constant "sob, sob, sobs" to the occasional "whimper, whimper." Yet she still refused to get up from Wu Chu's arms, her lotus-like arms hooked around his neck as she practically sat in his lap.
She even grabbed Wu Chu's hand with some dissatisfaction and wrapped it around her waist.
Seeing that she had not forgotten to arrange her pose even while crying, Wu Chu could not help laughing. He knew that after venting earlier, her emotions had likely calmed down considerably.
"Feeling better?" Wu Chu sighed softly. "When I told everyone that the Three Clans would not have a good ending, I thought you should have been mentally prepared."
Little Fox sniffled and said in a muffled voice, "How was I supposed to know that by 'not a good ending,' you meant the Qilin Clan would be utterly wiped out?"
After pausing, she suddenly raised her head. "Then the Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan..."
She was a little frightened. Could one of the Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan also disappear?
"Don't think too much. The possibilities of the future are endless."
The two remained locked in an embrace as they passed