"Xiaolan... how about your mom?"
Ah Qing jumped down from the cabin, picked up the angry little fox, and patted his back to calm him.
"Shall we go and find them, bring your parents home too?" Ah Qing suggested to the little fox.
"Uh... it's hard to explain. It's not about not being able to find my parents."
Ansheng looked at Ah Qing helplessly, not knowing how to explain the family drama.
When Fox Father and Fox Mother saw that the cub's color was off, Fox Father disappeared overnight.
Fox Mother quickly retreated when the cub was weaned, completely afraid to take her cub outside.
Ansheng was just too fair-skinned; in the forest, when sunlight hit him, he glowed. He wasn't camouflaged at all, like a beacon in the night beckoning people to catch him.
Of course.
Ansheng remembered where his old home was, roughly around Mentougou in the Imperial Capital area, full of crows, the forest eerie like a magic cave from a cultivation world.
