Ling'an Palace was governed by the fox clan, where the female sex largely dominated their male counterpart.
The foxes were particularly proud of their origin, thus they spent most of their time running around in their fox form.
As the familiar peaks of the high mountains marking the territory of the foxes came into view, Shi Qingyue, who was riding behind Jiang Muchen on Hongzhen, was overcome with emotion and burst into tears.
"I am home!" She cried out before jumping off Hongzhen's back ecstatically.
Jiang Muchen, who did not anticipate the fall, tossed out a terrified cry.
"Shi Qingyue...!!!"
Shi Qingyue's figure quickly disappeared, swallowed up by the thick layer of mist that hung over the ground.
Against his expectations, Shi Qingyue did not end as a pulp of flesh and blood on the ground.
By the time the mist cleared and Jiang Muchen was able to see the ground clearly, he spotted a single white fox with nine tails dashing into a distance.
"..."
