From antiquity, enmity between foxes and wolves has been ingrained in the natural order.
While the competitive fire burned fiercely among alphas, a similar spirit of rivalry, though perhaps more subtle, compelled omegas to see each other as adversaries.
Omega foxes hated omega wolves, and vice versa*.
Smelling the scent of omega wolves on Jiang Muchen was enough to drive away Liu Chengjiu's appetite.
But Jiang Muchen, this blockhead of an alpha lion, of course, did not notice Liu Chengjiu's aversion.
"Thank you," he said when Liu Chengjiu dropped a grilled fish into his bowl.
"Mm."
Liu Chengjiu struggled to disperse the furrow between his brows.
Meanwhile, Liu Chengyun, who naturally smelled the same scent, couldn't stop himself from asking, "Y-Your Highness, were you spending time with the foxes...?"
Not any other fox but omega foxes.
A corner of Liu Chengjiu's mouth began to twitch in irritation.
"I guess you can say that," Jiang Muchen replied nonchalantly.
