At the sight of the familiar figure before him, Hu Bing's mouth fell open. Then he raised a hand and slapped his own mouth. Once he was sure this was no dream, he hugged the little fox before him fiercely.
His embrace was so tight that Hu Tutu's breath caught. She was just about to speak when a slightly trembling voice came from amid his heaving shoulders. "I'm sorry!"
The apology, a hundred years late, held the guilt and regret this tiger had hidden for years, and still more of the joy of reuniting after so long apart.
A smile spread across the little fox's face. Acting like a little adult, she patted Hu Bing's back and said softly, "It's all right. You've had a hard time all along too, haven't you, Brother Hu Bing?"
In the firelight, the tiger and fox's embrace looked exceptionally warm, and the surrounding members of the Demon Race tactfully refrained from interrupting.
The Tiger Clan Demon Cultivators who had come this time were all Hu Bing's loyal followers. They knew very well that something weighed on their Young Clan Leader's heart. For its sake, he had defied the Clan Leader, outright refused a marriage alliance with the Golden Tiger Clan, and brought his own tribe straight to the Fox Clan.
Although he had declared that he would take Hu Tutu back as his concubine, their Young Clan Leader had never taken a wife!
As the Tiger Clan's future Clan Leader, Hu Bing had to take a woman of the Tiger Clan as his principal wife to ensure the purity of the Clan Leader's bloodline.
This was something Hu Bing had always resisted, to the point of being unwilling to assume the position of the Tiger Clan's Young Clan Leader over it!
The tribe he