As Li Meirong headed back to retrieve Snowball, the aforementioned Snow Fox quailed within Bai Qingyue, the Sovereign Lord's, sight.
It may have been a little difficult for the Sovereign Lord's subordinate to breathe back when the Lord bickered with his wife, but Bai Yu's current circumstances were easily a hundred folds worse now that Li Meirong had departed.
Bai Qingyue relinquished his hold over the furry fox and unceremoniously tossed him aside.
Expecting this predicament, Bai Yu skillfully avoided being flung against the wall and regained his balance. He knelt before the angered Fox Lord, whose sheer presence filled the whole enclosure with oppressive, profound Qi. Struggling to breathe within the suffocating energy, he coughed a few times as he raised his eyes with trepidation to stare at the angered Fox God.
Bai Qingyue did not move nor speak. He seemed calm and refined, graced with painted features, glowing eyes, and fair skin as lustrous as mutton jade.
