Zheng Qing immediately realized that Fatty Xin did not know about his relationship with Poseidon.
He had merely habitually used the term describing the relationship between pets and their owners at school—many young wizards called their pets sons or daughters, something old-school wizards considered utter nonsense.
"Poseidon is a little girl!" The young publicly funded student scooped up the lively Little Fox from the ground and corrected the fat wizard's error, both annoyed and relieved.
"I've never seen such a wild little girl." Fatty Xin shook his head, held up a finger beneath a cluster of Firefly Beetles, and carefully examined the dense little teeth marks on it before breathing a sigh of relief. "Good, good. The skin isn't broken."
Poseidon draped her tail around Zheng Qing's neck and unleashed a string of yips at the fat wizard. Even without understanding fox language, anyone could tell from her manner that Little Fox was viciously cursing him out.
Feeling a little weary, Zheng Qing rubbed Little Fox's ears and glanced sidelong at the fat wizard beside him.
Should he simply tell his companions about Poseidon's background? Facing questions like this always made his heart pound in fear. If it happened too often, Zheng Qing felt that not only would his heart fail to take it, even his lifespan would be shaved away.
But he immediately abandoned that thought.
His classmates' fanaticism when they faced Councilor Su last semester remained vivid in his mind. The moment that thought sprouted a tender little bud in his head, Zheng Qing ripped it out by the roots and tossed it into his boiling brain to be thoroughly cooked.
"Here, take it!"
Fatty Xin handed Zheng Qing a fresh box of popcorn chicken, looking disdainfully at the young publicly funded student. "As the saying goes, raise