Niu Er looked at the Tiger Clan's third prince before him, whose tiger face was scrunched up into a picture of utter idiocy, and his own bovine face grew even more pained. Wasn't this white tiger supposed to be a genius seen only once in ten thousand years in the Tiger Clan?
Why did he look like he was missing his cerebellum?
Was this just what he should expect of Tutu? He had already made the clan work so hard to smear her name, yet some discerning idiot had still recognized how extraordinary she was?
Was the Charm of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox truly impossible to resist?
Seeing Niu Er's constipated expression, the white tiger opposite him, who thought he was being outrageously badass, became even more certain that the little fox must have been living badly in her clan!
He had once stayed with the Fox Clan as a child, and that was when he met the little fox everyone ostracized.
As the Tiger Clan's third prince, he had been timid since childhood and was often bullied by the other tigers in his clan. With no other choice, he had come to stay for a while and clear his head at the home of his third uncle, who had married into the Fox Clan.
It was during that stay that he encountered Hu Tutu in a grove.
Several foxes had surrounded a little fox with a cowlick on her head and were hurling insults at her:
"An ugly freak like you doesn't deserve to live on Green Mound Mountain!"
"But Grandpa told me to live here!"
"A jinx like you shouldn't even be on Green Mound Mountain!"
"Tutu isn't a jinx. Grandpa says Tutu is his cutest little treasure!"
"My mom says you're a jinx!"
"What's a mom? Why