Chapter 91

  "What are you hiding for? The Thirteenth Generation isn't in a hurry to find the Master, is it? Now the Master is right in front of you, speak up, what's going on?"

  Nothing, nothing at all.

  At this time, I didn't dare say anything bad about him.

  The fox's face turned evil with a sly smile, gritting his teeth and saying: "This deity remembers that not long ago you were still complaining about this deity, saying that this deity had harmed you, made you skip class, made your classmates bully you, and even got you criticized by the teacher, right?"

  This... holding such grudges, what's the point of it all?

  Although I'm very afraid of him, but since this is my home, I think he can't do anything too excessive at this time. So, I said to him very honestly: "Yes, I said it, originally all these were because of you. Before you came to my house, my life was plain and stable, and the relationship with my classmates was also handled well. But since you came to my house, my life has been completely messed up by you, and now I can't even recover my original days. Do you think it's all your fault?"

  "It seems like it!"

  The fox on his body slowly got up, seemingly a bit embarrassed, touched its nose with its paw, shook its head left and right, and asked in a low voice: "Didn't this humble deity bring any benefits to the Thirteenth Generation?"

  As she spoke, the fox turned her head to look at me and leaned in closer, "But these things can't be blamed on me, I'm also a victim. In my world, women aren't as troublesome as this."

  Woman, woman, I'm not a woman, I'm just a girl after all.

  I raised my head and met his gaze, "Don't you have something to say? Hurry up and speak, if not, I'll leave first."

  Time is really up, raised his hand to look at the watch, it's already seven thirty.

  The fox's eyes stared tightly at me, without saying a word.

  As he had nothing to say, I didn't think it was convenient for me to stay in his room any longer. I slowly propped myself up with my elbows on the bed, preparing to get up, but unexpectedly, the fox's head came pouncing towards me again. A gust of wind rushed towards me, and I was so startled that I fell back onto the bed, dazed. The fox's face had already approached mine, almost touching noses, when he suddenly stopped, scaring my eyes wide open as I stared at his face intently.

  "What do you want to do?"

  I stuttered and asked him nervously.

  Facing his demonic face, I swallowed my saliva somewhat weakly, thinking that it was scared by his fox-like face and had nothing to do with other aspects, nor was it because of his appearance and the charm on his body.

  The fox's eyebrows slightly raised, a hint of smile at the corner of his lips, and the two hands resting on my shoulder slowly moved up to my face. He leaned in closer to me and asked, "What do you think I want to do to you?"

  A low, husky voice with an inexplicable enticement that sends shivers down one's spine.

  "No, I don't know."

  I feel utterly weak and am about to collapse onto the bed.

  Seeing my reaction, the fox was very satisfied, with a smile on its face, and its eyes blinked at me.

  "In our thirteenth generation, let's do something meaningful for a change?"

  Suddenly, I felt an unprecedented heat on my face, as if I had a fever.

  "No, don't."

  Don't think about what it is, just refuse directly.

  It's too dangerous, I have to get out of here quickly.