The old fox Beastman hung his head, trembling and fearful, appearing cautious and wary.
Si Yan's gaze shifted from the old fox Beastman to Bao Lin as she said, "I have a grudge with Bao Lin, and your blocking the way forced her to stop and confront me. Given her temperament, she probably resents you by now."
"So, old fox, the only way for you to survive is to stay by my side."
The old fox Beastman didn't dare to lift his head as he said, "Wise One, your thinking is profound, unlike us old Beastmen, who are both stupid and useless."
Si Yan laughed, "Old man, don't take the joke I just made to heart; it wasn't aimed at you."
The old fox Beastman trembled anxiously, seemingly fearful of offending both Si Yan and Bao Lin.
Bao Lin angrily leapt off the fierce White Tiger she was riding. "Si Yan, why is it always you! Why do you keep haunting me like a lingering spirit!"
