What, had Lord Feixiao gotten so fond of playing matchmaker these past two days?
Wasn't she still very young?
How had she developed such a middle-aged hobby?
"Let's go find Mr. Luo... I mean, Cousin first."
She parted her vermilion lips. After speaking, she involuntarily sniffed.
Thanks to the Crimson Spring power flowing through her body, her sense of smell was extraordinarily sharp, far beyond Feixiao's. In an instant, a complicated, intertwined scent drifted into her nose, distinct and unmistakable.
It smelled like Russell and Acheron mixed together? And somewhat salty and fishy?
Her cheeks flushed, and then she suddenly caught a faint milky scent unique to a little girl.
There was probably a child present, which meant they had definitely already finished.
Her face finally regained its usual calm. Then she grabbed Feixiao's wrist and, like a gust of wind, raced through the winding corridors toward the lush courtyard.
The moment they entered the courtyard, they saw a figure holding a cat teaser wand, lightly waving it beneath the sunlight to tease a green-furred little fox.
The little fox clearly had no desire to catch the teaser.
But the male fox beside her kept occasionally speaking in a colonel's accent. "You wouldn't want your good friend Seele to get bullied, would you?"
Under that Japanese-like tone, the green-furred little fox immediately leaped up, her eyes brimming with tears. She looked especially pitiful—and amusing.
Russell really had a twisted sense of humor.
That thought abruptly surfaced in Feixiao's mind after Tingyun brought her over.
Besides, this guy was ridiculously good at slacking off.
Things in the Scalegorge Waterscape had reached such a critical point, yet he was still being so carefree?
She had thought he had gone into seclusion to prepare and deduce a sealing technique.
Instead, he was here