"Bastard!"
She gave a cold grunt, and it was more painful to see the fox than to see her in the street.
The sound is not too loud or too small. It spreads through the big array to ensure that Huer can hear clearly.
The fox nodded and smiled, with a dignified and elegant manner.
In the past, she regarded 姽妼妼 as a great enemy, and wanted to clean up each other in her dreams. Now... in recent months, most of the time, half a year ago, she has stopped paying attention to 姽妼.
"How presumptuous!!"
"An, the little fox maid, dares to speak out."
"Whoever insults my mother must be killed!"
"It's useless to be the son of man without revenge