He lifted his head, his silver-white eyes filled with confusion as he looked at her.
"Si Xie?"
"That's right. It's your name. You're not called Number Twelve. Remember, your name is Si Xie."
Jiang Yunnuan nodded and chuckled, her gaze filled with curiosity as she studied the Silver Fox on the ground.
The Silver Fox was the size of a small mountain, its fur smooth and glossy, shimmering with a silvery light.
It still wore the cold iron mask custom-made for it by the Beast Fighting Arena. Its twelve tails, a chaotic yet orderly arrangement, rose high behind it. It looked like an ancient mythical beast straight out of a legend, mysterious and beautiful.
'He only had three tails when he went missing, but now he has twelve. He must have come across some great opportunity.'
'And his beast form is so beautiful. I've never seen such a gorgeous fox, not even in movies or video games. I really want to pet him...'
