Crimson Spider Lily — IV

Warning: Mention and implicit imagery of Self-harm. Proceed with caution

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Li Xinyuan awaited the nine-tailed fox spirit's answer with a bated breath, eyes narrowed in consternation as he stared at the latter intensely, his hold on Hu Lijing's shoulders only tightening as the time went on the latter failed to give him a proper answer.

For a moment, Li Xinyuan was not sure if it was an illusion, he felt Hu Lijing stiffen ever so briefly in his grasp before the tension immediately vanished. It almost made the surgeon doubt his own senses. But he knew to trust them, especially when dealing with a person like the nine-tailed divine fox spirit.

The nine-tailed fox turned his face away, eyes wandering everywhere but Li Xinyuan's face. The signs of guilt, of hesitation; all of them were present. It could not be any more apparent, in fact.