112 Are We Going To Die?!

A complicated look flickered across Bai Qingyue's eyes before he gave Li Meirong a sidelong glance. "You don't have to take responsibility"? Her words echoed in his head. This troublesome wife still entertained the thought of escaping his grasp!

At once, the bright sunny day had transformed into a distressing scene as a blanket of grey clouds covered the skies. Every living surface and every blade of grass growing around the surrounding garden had shrivelled in accordance with the Sovereign Lord's fluctuating mood. The ominous brittle silence felt stifling.

The foxes concealed within the garden were caught in the crossfire of their Lord's oppressive energy. The ones who huddled between the wilted flower bushes made themselves invisible as they hastily sought another hiding spot.

A young looking black furred fox squealed in alarm, clutching a thin branch atop a nearby tree for dear life, "His Lordship is terrifying! I'm sure he caught us looking at him! Are we going to die?!"

The grey fox, Lang Ju, skipped from branch to branch and quickly made his way to the squealing black fox, placing his paw on top of her snout and silencing her shrieks. "Shh! Stop yelling…" He tried to calm her down, "as for His Lordship, don't worry. He's always been like this, and look at me, I've been serving him for centuries and I'm still alive."

Actually, Lang Ju merely feigned his confidence. As a senior higher ranked servant, he wanted to ease his frightened comrades but in fact, he was cold with fear.

At that, a fluffy looking brown fox snorted from behind a large boulder, "It's not our fault the Lord is mad! I think Her Ladyship made him deeply upset. The Lord is a chaste man and Her Ladyship suddenly pushed him to the ground, no wonder he's so enraged. How could he get used to such an aggressive female?"

The brown fox's four-tailed friend who stayed by her side, bonked her head in reprimand, "Idiot! Haven't you noticed that the Bai clan is dying out? They need an energetic female now more than ever, especially with our frigid Lord!" He paused a moment and added, "I'm not sure about what our Lady had planned to do with our Lord but whatever it is, we must never utter a word of it or we'll surely lose our heads!"

Yan Wen was the only fox who hadn't moved from his position, still perched inside the bird's nest. His yellow tails curled around his tiny form. He was no longer snickering or enjoying the show. With a solemn look, he mentioned in a low voice, "Right now, he's truly angry. I've seen him in this state before and it wasn't under pleasant circumstances. We'd best stay quiet from now on."

The hidden foxes silently agreed in unison.