Seeing that Stelle's remark had left Hoolay speechless, Moze swiftly followed up:
"Hoolay, wherever you run next, the Xianzhou will catch you and send you after Modu."
Hoolay fell silent for a moment, then laughed. "Your tongues are far sharper than your claws.
"Stay out of the way, you two little brats. Let your general speak to me. Our hunting game isn't over yet!"
Stelle and Moze exchanged a glance, then both shook their heads.
Poor Hoolay. He was still arguing... It was already over!
Just then, footsteps sounded behind them. Feixiao had arrived at some point, perhaps because Moze had messaged her after finding Modu.
"Stand down, Moze." As she spoke, Feixiao walked to the front and looked at Hoolay. "I'm right here, Hoolay. What else do you have to say?"
"General Tianji, although we have never met on the battlefield, I've heard quite a few interesting stories about you along the way, from my subordinates and your Physician."
Hoolay laughed. "The Xianzhou natives certainly have some nerve, letting a Foxian War Slave with Borisin blood climb all the way to a general's seat.
"Has no one ever questioned your lineage? Or have your illustrious achievements made everyone hold their tongues for now?"
"Claiming kinship with your enemy on the battlefield could be considered a tactful way of begging for mercy..." Feixiao smiled faintly. "Hoolay, are you begging me for mercy?"
Hoolay frowned slightly and sneered. "It seems your blood holds not only the wolf's cruelty, but also the fox's cunning.
"In the end, that was a gift from the Borisin. What we gave, we have every right to take back-"
Before Hoolay could finish, he heard Stelle whispering behind Feixiao without making the slightest effort to hide it. The girl said quietly to Moze beside her:
"Hehe, this