"Why does this always happen to me?!" Bai Shiliu felt that it was unfair. She watched Luo Huian make a spirit-friendly meat pie and eyed the little ball of fur in the crate with a look of distaste in her eyes. "Its all your fault, you little fuzzy purr."
The dislike was obviously mutual, thus the little fox hissed and spat at Bai Shiliu. It wasn't until Luo Huian appeared in her line of sight that the fox stopped snarling at Bai Shiliu and docilely mewled at Luo Huian.
Seeing this sudden change, Bai Shiliu was speechless. No way. Even though she was not as pretty as Luo Huian, she wasn't exactly ugly. Why was this fox treating them so differently?
What Bai Shiliu didn't know was that Luo Huian was an immortal who descended to the human world; even though she was trapped in a human body, she was still an immortal. Animals and spirits liked her instinctively.
