"This guy's quite different from those you usually help... they usually don't irritate me this much", Fen Baihu spoke, her eyes glowing purple with vertically elongated pupils focused on Lunhai Fengzhu down below, who was making a hand and fist salute, greeting the three Elders of this Northern Ridge Sect. Unlike the Mythical Fox's usual playful attitude though, her gaze was cold and sharp.
She was sitting on Wu Long's shoulder in her small fox form, as they both watched the aftermath of this incident from a rooftop of a nearby building. The view of them against the backdrop of a metallic sky full of heavy, low-hanging clouds made for quite a striking sight. Of course, if it wasn't for the fact no one could see them.
