In the end, the little fox did not take up Li Qingshan's offer.
She finished eating her fish and then gave him a deep look. Then, she swiftly ran back to her wooden house and hid away.
Li Qingshan looked at the silhouette of the little fox as she left and then at the sentence he had written. He shook his head in regret.
"That was too rash of me," he chided himself.
He recalled that the little fox was born with a hatred for humans. Her nature was cowardly. She had communicated with him and had eaten the fish he grilled because she was starving.
However, that did not mean that she would continue interacting with him.
"If I want to get close to her, I still need to work on it for some time," he commented. He was not disheartened. He extinguished the fire and entered the bamboo hut, then he lay in his chair and rested.
The aura around him expanded outward, stirring up spiritual Qi. It was like waves on the lake.
