Hearing the sound of someone stepping on the dried leaves, Han Jian Yu opened his eyes slowly.
He was greeted by the sight of that white fox walking towards him.
Han Jian Yu was not sure if it was his illusion or if the fox was really stepping towards him with slow and hesitant steps. If he had not seen her ripping off limb and neck in front of his own eyes, he would have seen it as a cat who is just slightly... bigger in size.
''Stay there,'' He said while eyeing it suspiciously. He was still unable to come in terms with the fact that this was the same small thing who was living under his roof since a long time.
And not only that, there was some other thought which was circulating in his mind and he was unable to grasp what it was.
