The dim and damp straw hut was filled with a stench.
Gao Fei stood beside the latrine, looking at the small gourd in his hand with a very surprised expression, "Are you really a demon?"
"Yes, I am a demon!" A hurried voice came from the gourd, "I swear to heaven, I really am a demon! If you don't believe... just let me out to see..."
"What kind of demon are you?"
"My true form is... a yellow weasel..."
"What? A yellow weasel? You're a yellow weasel?!"
"Yes, I am a yellow weasel."
"No wonder you're so sly, so you're a yellow weasel," Gao Fei cursed, "Yellow weasels and foxes, both famously cunning and tricky."
"I am much better than a fox, I never do bad things..."
"I am asking you, what is a member of the Demon Race doing in the Human Territory?"
"You might not believe it if I tell you, I'm here to sightsee, I heard a long time ago that the Human Territory has beautiful scenery, I've always wanted to come and see."
