"It happened at the height of a long, merciless winter. The world was locked in famine, every creature gnawing at hunger's bone. Deep in the forest where our young fox spirit prowled, beasts turned savage—claw against claw, fang against fang—for even the smallest scrap of food.
Ordinary humans, of course, had the good sense to stay far, far away from the beasts' territory in such a season. Step one foot inside, and you weren't a guest—you were dinner.
So imagine the fox spirit's shock when, one bleak morning, he caught sight of not one, but two young humans wandering through his hunting grounds. Two reckless little morsels, practically begging to be eaten." Shen Yuan's clear voice continued to narrate.
Yanyan peeked through the blanket. "Did they eat them?"
Bai Tingfeng also looked at Shen Yuan as though begging for an answer.
