The sickly nobleman's frivolous action made Fox Lady Xiao Yi so frightened that the fur on the tips of her ears stood up.
Although she was young, after spending a year dodging and hiding with Hu Jiugu, her vigilance was high. When the Little Ancestor and the cyan-robed maid came downstairs to observe her, she had already been standing cautiously against the cabin wall. Now, she let out a light scream, dropped the tray and wine gourd with a "snap," and fled towards Fang Xing's cabin on all fours like a white flash of lightning.
This reaction was indeed a bit excessive, even the sickly nobleman did not expect it, and was slightly stunned.
"Haha, interesting, interesting..."
The sickly nobleman's eyes lit up even more, he laughed heartily, and retracted his hand that was frozen in mid-air.
