Completely unaware that Hu Lingsheng was flying towards her, Wen Jiaren was oblivious, but Mu Qian saw it clearly. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, speedily attacking Hu Lingsheng with a powerful and assertive force.
Hu Lingsheng screamed miserably, his body was knocked flying and bounced high on the grass.
Wen Jiaren turned around and saw a small fox as white as snow lying on the grass, crying out pitifully, and her heart was struck by something. She quickly ran over and picked it up before anyone else could get to it.
The faces of those people changed, and someone immediately warned her, "Madam Mu, please hand over the fox, we don't want to hurt you."
"What if I don't hand it over?" Wen Jiaren's face turned cold.
Everyone exchanged hesitant glances, and the one leading, Wen Yang, shouted angrily, "Wen Jiaren, are you intending to make an enemy of everyone?"
