Shen Yibin's jacket had a high collar, but there were still some gaps where the cold wind painfully slipped through. The Snow Fox wrapped its tail around his neck, perfectly covering those gaps and blocking the wind. The thick, soft fur on its tail was incredibly insulating, and Shen Yibin's neck warmed up instantly.
He couldn't resist reaching out to stroke the Snow Fox's tail. It was silky smooth and felt incredibly comfortable against his skin. 'No wonder so many people like fox-fur scarves. So this is what it's like. With this, I wouldn't have to worry about my neck getting cold even deep in the mountain forests of the Northeast. Was this fox originally captured to be made into a scarf? You really dodged a bullet, little guy!'
Returning to the cave, he set down his backpack. He pointed to Maphario in his pocket and said to the Snow Fox, "You can't eat this one, okay? You two have to be good friends from now on, understand?"
