Amidst the chaos of the Triad attacks, the fox lounged with his ice cream, savoring each bite as if the problems were miles away rather than right at his feet. But his little indulgence faded the moment Falin appeared before him.
Pointing the spoon at her before she could even begin, he declared, “No.” It was a response to a question she hadn’t even asked yet, but he was willing to bet it would revolve around something as mundane as the ‘debt’ he supposedly owed or some tiresome matter of marriage.
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