Du Youqian maintained a polite smile as he watched the two Hajimi, one large and one small. He really wanted to reach out and give them a pet—their fur must feel amazing—but that would be far too rude.
Especially the large one, who was Tier Three, just like him.
Though he was at the Tier Three Middle Stage while she was only at the Tier Three Early Stage, they were equals in status.
If he suddenly reached out to stroke her neck, it would escalate into a serious diplomatic incident.
'What a pity.'
Just then, he noticed that the Split-Ear Sand Fox Demon King's large, expressive eyes held a trace of wariness and fear.
Du Youqian was a little puzzled.
'What bad deed of mine did she discover?'
While inwardly reflecting, Du Youqian began to converse with the two Hajimi.
Not with words, of course. They didn't speak the same language, and there was no translator to be found.
