Journey to the End of the Night Chapter 1550 - 957: 99_2

Unlike that bothersome rabbit, who effortlessly obtains all it desires; indulged with snacks, treats, and leisure fabricating flower adornments—all without hindrance on its path.

In a surge of frustration, she sharply bit down on Baili An’s hand; her teeth, quite sharp, broke through instantly, causing blood to spurt.

The woman appeared startled: "Oh my, young master, has your canine contracted rabies? It is one thing to frighten youngsters, but to even attack its own master."

The young child, whose distress had not fully subsided, upon observing Shu Ci's bleeding bite wound, erupted into even louder wails.

Baili An’s brow creased more severely. Witnessing her utterly unreasonable and stubborn behavior, a subtle ire began to surface in his eyes.

Afu Tu, perceiving the bite marks and blood covering his hand, felt a chill flicker in the depths of his scarlet eyes, though he managed to suppress its outward display.

Instead, he retrieved several small tomato-flavored candies from his paper pouch, cradling them gently with his soft, pink paw pads, and presented them to the infant whose nose was still beaded with mucus.

Young children are inherently charmed by creatures that are soft and gentle.

Upon seeing the snow-white, endearing little rabbit, so innocent and harmless, engaging him with the tiny candy, the child became immediately captivated.

He momentarily ceased his crying, his large, beady eyes fixed upon the rabbit, foolishly accepting the small sweet.

When comparing the two, one exhibited utmost purity and comprehension, while the other displayed a remarkably foul disposition, refusing any lesson learned.

The disparity was striking and undeniably evident in their fundamental nature.

Baili An, his expression unreadable, dislodged Shu Ci’s sharp teeth from his palm.

He then withdrew several silver coins from his pocket, purchasing three miniature sugar figurines to offer to the woman.

The woman, not being avaricious, and seeing her child pacified by the little rabbit's apparent spiritual energy, did not escalate the situation.

She politely declined Baili An’s silver and accepted only the sugar figures before leading her child away from the bustling night market.

Shu Ci watched intently as Baili An presented the three small sugar figures to another child.

A sharp, small sensation, akin to a blade carving slightly deep yet shallowly into her heart, filled her with an unexplainable sense of injustice and sorrow.

She could not comprehend experiencing envy toward a mere infant.

In her two-tailed state, her mind lacked the maturity and fortitude of her humanoid form, and tears quickly welled in her eyes.

This prompted Shu Ci to feel an impulse to turn and depart, never to concern herself with him again.

However, before she could fully commit to abandoning him and leaving, Baili An’s grip loosened, allowing her to drop to the ground.

Shu Ci’s heart felt suddenly hollow; she blankly lifted her head.

Witnessing Baili An calmly tending to his bleeding hand.

For reasons unknown, Shu Ci felt a surge of apprehension.

She hastily raised her paw, attempting to grasp Baili An’s trouser leg, softly issuing a couple of calls.

Yet, Baili An offered no response; instead, he walked away.

Shu Ci’s nails, recently trimmed, her paws could only brush against his retreating clothes but failed to catch them as he continued onward.

Gazing at his receding figure, never once looking back, Shu Ci stared blankly, momentarily forgetting to pursue him.

For some reason, Baili An’s angry words and stern admonishments telling her to leave were something she could easily dismiss.

She could shrug those off, possessing a thick skin, and trail him persistently.

Now, despite his silence, she felt utterly discarded, like a mere pet that had inadvertently harmed its master, only to be heartlessly abandoned amidst the throng.

Shu Ci’s chest constricted, a heavy, poignant sensation settling within her, like a bone lodged in her throat.

Her fox ears drooped sluggishly, her fur seemed disheartened, and her heart felt empty and adrift.

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Following the incident, Baili An lost the inclination to continue entertaining Afu Tu.

He had initially perceived the broad-chested fox as merely pleasure-seeking and somewhat impulsive,

believing she lacked malicious intent and differed from other unruly demons.

However, upon closer observation, her temper manifested not just as impatience but as outright violence, barely restraining herself even from a small child.

Baili An was not angered by Shu Ci's bite itself, but by the palpable feeling he sensed.

That little demon had genuinely harbored a degree of harmful intent towards the small child.

If he were to continue indulging her by keeping her near, her undesirable habits would be difficult to rectify, potentially cultivating a spoiled and callous nature.

At present, it was best to leave her be, allowing her an opportunity to contemplate her transgressions.

Sidestepping the crowded night market of the capital, Baili An arrived at a secluded and rather tranquil tavern.

He pushed open the bamboo door, took one of the seven lanterns suspended beneath the eaves in front of the establishment's courtyard, and proceeded towards the main hall.

As he crossed the threshold, the tavern interior revealed few patrons. Three individuals occupied each of the southeast alcoves, with a large jar of freshly brewed floral fruit wine positioned before them, sitting upright and not partaking in drink.

They certainly did not present the appearance of typical patrons seeking refreshment.