Journey to the End of the Night Chapter 1555 - 959: Pushing the Limits_2

That little demon was clearly steeped in deep resentment tonight; Baili An had deliberately left her behind to contemplate her transgressions.

Yet, knowing her imperious and unreasonable nature, it typically required three, five, or even seven to eight days for her temper to settle.

To his surprise, after such a significant outburst, her disposition shifted with remarkable speed.

Baili An searched east and west, but the elusive figure of the little creature was nowhere to be seen.

He observed only a trail of tiny paw prints across the inn’s floor.

It appeared she had intended to soften her stance but remained miffed with him.

The little creature possessed immense pride, coupled with an unreasonably arrogant demeanor.

Baili An had no desire to indulge her temperament further, lest she become insolent and aggressive.

Lowering his gaze, he returned the Wife Black Chicken he held to its original resting place.

Then, with a push, he opened the inn’s door, stepped across the threshold, and made his way back to his chamber.

Not long after, a small, teary-eyed, snow-white Tuanzi slowly emerged from a corner on the second-floor corridor of the inn.

Still clutching a red wild chicken, significantly larger than its own body, in its mouth, it struggled persistently to drag its prize from the secluded nook.

It was utterly drenched, having been soaked while attempting to catch the Wife Black Chicken.

The night was deep, and snow continued to fall. These Wife Black Chickens, dwelling in the sea, abhorred the cold, forcing her to paddle strenuously underwater to secure them with considerable effort.

Mud coated her paws and tail. Shu Ci, who was terrified of the cold, was now a small, shivering orb, appearing even more frail and pathetic.

Her once delicate pink nose was frozen a vivid red, with trails of icy snot, rendering her appearance exceptionally pitiable.

Shu Ci had clearly perceived Baili An’s attitude just moments before.

It seemed he had firmly decided he no longer wanted her.

Despite her tireless efforts, fetching him fresh blood-food with energetic zeal until her teeth ached, all she received in return was a heart of stone.

Recalling how Baili An had casually set aside the wild chicken she offered and his resolute figure as he departed,

A surge of sorrow welled within Shu Ci’s heart, nearly compelling her to abandon the plump chicken and wander the world alone.

However, ultimately, Shu Ci was one to see things through to the end; tears welled in her round eyes as she twisted her head to drag the exceedingly heavy chicken.

She arrived at Baili An’s door, deposited the chicken, and used her tiny paws to meticulously arrange the wild chickens Baili An had previously scattered.

Forming them into a small, devotional pile of fowl.

Upon completing this task, her two small front paws were already numb with cold.

She stood on her two bipedal legs, cupped her front paws before her mouth, and exhaled several puffs of warm air.

Panting softly, Shu Ci suddenly grasped the poignant misery of her circumstances.

The long-suppressed tears in her eyes could no longer be contained and spilled forth, pattering onto the floor.

At this very moment, from within the room, Baili An’s playful laughter, accompanied by that infuriating rabbit, could still be heard.

"Little rabbit, little rabbit, your fur is so soft; embracing you while sleeping is truly warm and comforting."

Shedding tears with disdain, Shu Ci scornfully mused that they were truly ignorant rubes.

What was so remarkable about rabbit fur? Only inept hunters would utilize rabbit fur, which possessed little value, to pass it off as fox fur for crafting luxurious cloaks, thereby feigning superiority.

Even judging solely by fur quality, she was immeasurably superior to that deceased rabbit.

It was only that uncouth little corpse demon who cherished that worthless, smelly rabbit like a precious treasure.

If she were permitted to allow him to embrace her true form for slumber for a couple of nights, would there be anything left of this rabbit?

"Little rabbit, your paws are so adorable and pleasing to the eye, completely devoid of nails, just soft pink pads, saving the daily hassle of trimming claws; raising you is indeed far more convenient."

Though Baili An had not directly named Shu Ci, she still felt herself subtly disparaged.

"Little rabbit, you possess a lovely tail, unlike some little beings.

Always so jumpy, even the tail appears erratic; no wonder people remark on the fickle nature of foxes."

This time, it transcended mere subtle jabs; it was a direct condemnation of Shu Ci, with her twin tails!

This was, from beginning to end, an outright provocation.

Shu Ci was incandescent with fury.

Her being fickle?!

If she weren't so infatuated with this particular type of sustenance, how could she find herself in such a lamentable predicament?

It was truly naive to perceive the small, flicking tail of that odorous rabbit as cute and petite, or was it suggesting a raccoon’s tail was fickle?

However, he remained oblivious; it was rabbits, these innocent and harmless little creatures, that were the most accomplished deceivers.

Moreover, a rabbit’s tail isn’t short at all; if you pull that little thing with force, who knows how long it can stretch?

"Little rabbit, why do you always eat carrots? Although it’s not bad to eat more vegetarian stuff.

I remember Afu Tu needs to eat meat to maintain the ecosystem, right?

Why don’t you take a bite when I offer you some? You don’t eat it.

No worries, I’m a corpse demon, I have healing abilities, even if I’m missing a piece of meat, it’ll grow back after a sleep."

Shu Ci upon hearing that the meat she’d been longing for so long hasn’t had a single bite, now he is, with a few words, offering it to a cheap rabbit.

In her brain, frozen stiff, two sparks splashed in, and they exploded with a bang.

She can’t stand it anymore.

Shu Ci forcefully slammed open the door with her paws, her chest heaving with rage, her eyes seemed to spit fire, she roared: "Let’s see who dares touch my meat!"

But in the next moment, the scene before her made Shu Ci suddenly freeze, the anger in her eyes also froze.

The smelly rabbit, which was supposed to be lovingly held and fed meat by Baili An, was sitting by the bathtub.

With its two paws holding a large boiling kettle, pouring hot water into the empty tub.

Baili An was leaning against the wall, his actions leisurely, arms crossed.

One leg slightly bent against the wall, his pose carried a bit of teasing laziness about him.

Behind him was a small hole in the window paper through which he could see the view outside the door.

This meant that her tearful state just now had been completely seen by him.

Moreover, he hadn’t touched the smelly rabbit’s fur or appreciated its tail, it was all to wait for her to come herself.

At this moment, Shu Ci’s nose still hung with two crystal-clear frozen snot.

Having been the Mohe for so many years, Shu Ci had never lost her composure and been so embarrassed.

Suddenly she felt mortified, her paws tightly held onto the swinging door, one fox leg embarrassedly kicked the ground.

Her round eyes as always looked dull and vacant, but lacked their former coldness, she dryly said: "If I say I’m sleepwalking, would you believe it?"

Baili An didn’t say whether he believed her, just turned and walked outside.

He carried those wife chickens into the room one by one, then waved Shu Ci over.

Shu Ci’s eyes struggled; her heart knew that gesture, wasn’t it the beckoning to come or go at will?

As a proud Mohe, how could she be called like a little dog, so easy to compromise?

While Shu Ci hesitated over staying or leaving.

She realized she had already leapt up in three steps and jumped into Baili An’s embrace.

How strange, when did her body start acting out of her control?

Baili An used his finger to clean the frozen snot hanging from her nose, then touched her icy cold fox paws, the pads weren’t soft anymore.

He frowned and reprimanded: "Are you truly reckless? You already have a cold body constitution, still soaking in water to calm down, is this how you calm down?"

Afu Tu, who was pouring hot water, suddenly realized for whom this hot water was meant and shivered with its paws.

Its gaze turned indifferent, trying hard to resist the urge to spit into the bathtub.

Baili An held Shu Ci and threw her cold body into the bathtub to let her soak.

Shu Ci lay on the edge of the tub, looking at the brazier that had long been burning inside, making the room warm, dry, and comfortable.

Clearly, Baili An never intended to let her spend the night alone in the freezing snow outside.

As her body warmed up, Shu Ci paddled a little in the tub, her two tails spiraling like propellers on the water, moving her body continuously in the warm water.

She lifted her proud fox head, "That rabbit, add some more hot water for me, I remember there are flower petals prepared in the guest room, sprinkle some for me too."

"Don’t push your luck!" Baili An slapped down a folded hot towel on her head, took the kettle from Afu Tu’s paws, and added more hot water for her.