"You're being a bit extreme, don't you think?"
Zhou Li twisted his arm and made an expression as if to ward off too much urbanization. He tactfully said, "It's not necessary to be too hasty."
"This..."
Dai Yi found it difficult to speak. She looked at Zhou Li with awe in her eyes, "I actually know everything already."
"Huh?"
Confused, helpless, and puzzled. Zhou Li scratched his head, full of doubt and asked, "What?"
"Gui Daozi... I have some understanding of him."
Clutching her fists tightly, Dai Yi spoke with difficulty, "On the opening day, I learned about his death from a young man named Hou Jue. I really don't want Brother Zuo... to suffer such cruel human tortures, so I hope Young Master Zhou can be merciful, at least..."
"Don't let him die drowned in a cesspit, thank you."
By the end, the fox spirit's tone was very sincere, even pleading.
