"It's almost time," Xu Zimei looked at the gloomy, cloud-covered sky and smiled.
"If you leave, does that mean no one will play with me anymore?" The little girl asked innocently, her eyes wide open.
"There are so many people in the Chu family; how could there be no one?" Xu Zimei replied.
"They're afraid to play with me, and Father won't let anyone come near me," the little girl said, disappointed.
"When did your illness begin?" Xu Zimei glanced at her and asked.
"I've had it since I was little, but a few days ago, Father obtained a miraculous medicine for me, and drinking it made me feel much better," the little girl replied.
Xu Zimei nodded and said no more.
Above, the voice of the North Fox grew increasingly sharp. The sky was clearly now enveloped by a swarm of countless foxes.
"Chaos... the more chaotic, the better," he muttered softly to himself.
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