Amidst the mist, the gigantic fox spoke with an indifferent tone.
But the words it uttered were shocking to Li Muyang.
Yu Chan was actually carrying such great expectations from the Ghost Moon Fox?
This deity from the Netherworld was entirely different from the other spirits there.
It sought the continuation of its lineage, but chose a mode utterly against the other spirits.
Abandoning violent plundering, it opted to assimilate into the Human World...
Maybe it had long understood that the power of the Netherworld could not contend with that of the Mortal World?
Li Muyang found himself momentarily lost for words, not knowing what to say, before he eventually spoke slowly.
"...So the group of foxes outside despise you to the bone? Because you didn't exert yourself in the great war ten thousand years ago?"
The massive fox replied indifferently and casually, "That group of foxes belongs to the lineage of a friend of mine."
