Bai Qingyue's thoughts were dark as he wondered what the most appropriate thing would be to stuff his wife's mouth with, considering the sheer, utter nonsense that had been coming out of her mouth lately. Something long and thick would do, so she'd have no opportunity to speak at all.
If only she knew that her "Snowball" had a legion of familiars at his beck and call, all of them far greater than a mere three-tailed vixen. If she knew, there was no way she would have said such ridiculous words.
He chose to pardon his wife's slight this time. Next time, there would surely be retribution for this kind of insolence. Moving his thoughts on to the other, more immediate issue, Bai Qingyue's shrewd golden eyes assessed the room, and found it most disgraceful.
"That foolish fox was a weakling, but capturing a pregnant mother is a foul move. Let us incinerate the shop as an act of good faith," Snowball 'kindly' suggested.
