Gathering of Nascent Souls

The little fox bawled and lifted the Fire Blocking Basket with her tiny paws, running away in a huff.

Smiling, Su Zimo sat down and laid backwards, using his arms as a pillow for his head. Closing his eyes, a faint demonic glint flickered as he fell into thought.

After crying for a little while, the little fox hid in a corner and drew circles on the ground, grinding her brain juices to insult Su Zimo.

"Stupid scholar, y-you really suck!"

"Stupid scholar, you're a bad person!"

"You're even badder than that stupid dead crocodile!"

The little fox spent her entire life in this underground cave and had never seen the outside world or come into contact with anyone. Although she was wary by nature, she was also innocent and naive like a virgin.

The most vicious words she could come up with were to compare Su Zimo as being worse than the crocodile.