Granny Fox was on the phone. The old lady on the other end burst out laughing as soon as she heard this.
"Oh my, it's only been a decade or so since we last met, and your temper has really grown.
What, are you planning to storm into the White Fox Clan's territory?
Every day there are demons, ghosts, and monsters crossing over the line, and nothing ever comes of it."
"I'm not going to argue with you about this. I'm only telling you, this isn't just one or two people crossing the line.
It's certain decision-makers within the White Fox Clan territory, bringing a whole group of White Foxes to cross over.
If it were just my turf they crossed, I wouldn't be asking you for a token.
It's those people, they've crossed a lot of people's lines.
I just thought, after all we were once acquaintances, knew each other when we were young.
Since they're about to die, I'll go see them off, at least give some face."
