The moment he heard the sound, Lin Chen's heart skipped a beat.
He stiffly turned his neck and, sure enough, saw the familiar white figure in the familiar spot.
The Little Snow Fox's fluffy paws were digging around in the gaps between the branches. Its little nose would occasionally poke into a crevice to sniff around, and its pearl-like, pitch-black eyes peered furtively inside.
"I swear..."
Lin Chen didn't even have the energy to curse anymore. He sighed inwardly and pointed the camera in its direction.
"See this? This is how brazen a legally protected animal is. It knows I can't touch it, so it comes to harass me every single day!"
The Little Snow Fox, of course, couldn't understand a word he was saying. Its big, innocent eyes stared at him pitifully, as if to say, 'Kind sir, please spare some meat.'
"Shoo, shoo!"
Lin Chen strode forward, waving his arms and shouting.
