Shen Yanxiao stared at them blankly. How did the topic come back to her again after it went around everyone else?
What was a Vermilion Bird? What was a Snow Spirit Fox? Why was she utterly unaware of anything?
With regards to the dungeon incident, there was only complete darkness in her memories. She was completely unaware of what had happened in the dungeon, but when the news about the death of the Snow Spirit Fox broke, she could sense how their sharp gazes shifted toward her like knives that were to pierce through her body.
If it weren’t for Shen Feng, they would have probably pounced on her and hacked her into little pieces!
It was not her fault, and she was innocent…
Just when Shen Yanxiao was depressed with the situation where she was the target of the multitude of arrows, Xiu’s voice echoed in her mind.
“It’s only an eighth-ranked magical beast, but these stupid humans are actually so desperate over it. Useless trash, all of them.”
Shen Yanxiao was speechless. Even though she had never seen a mysterious eighth-ranked magical beast, but based on her limited understanding of that world and the Vermilion Bird’s Family strength and reputation, she knew that only Shen Feng possessed an eighth-ranked magical beast. Others with sixth and seventh-ranked beasts were already considered exceptional, while other ordinary people would thank the heavens if they could manage to own a third to fourth-ranked magical beast.
She was amused to hear how Xiu described the sole eighth-ranked high-level magical beast in the Vermilion Bird Family as ‘only an eighth-ranked magical beast.’
If Shen Feng knew the Snow Spirit Fox that he captured with the sacrifices of hundreds of elite soldiers was evaluated that way, would he have fainted?
All of a sudden, Shen Yanxiao had a foreboding thought.
!!..
Could the Snow Spirit Fox be….
“My hand slipped and crushed it to its death.” As if he had guessed what Shen Yanxiao wanted to ask, Xiu answered with an air of indifference.
Crush… it… to… its… death…
Shen Yanxiao could no longer express her emotions. It was as if someone told her that they had accidentally crushed a heavy military vehicle with their toe as they walked past.
She very much wanted to say, ‘Lord Xiu… please don’t crush it to death!’
Unfortunately, only she could hear his voice. Otherwise, she would have smashed that ultra-powerful expert in everyone’s faces and laughed at them as they worshipped him.
However, at that moment, Shen Yanxiao could only bear the sharp gazes in silence.
‘My heart hurts. I feel like I can’t trust anyone else again.’
Shen Feng took a deep breath. He gathered all the important members of his family that day because he wanted to inform them of the urgent matter at hand.
As for the punishment for the incident in the dungeon, Shen Feng sighed inwardly as he looked that the child’s face that was so different than his son.
If only Shen Yu were still there…
“Shen Yanxiao! Your blunder had nearly destroyed our Vermilion Bird Family’s roots, and you’re simply too detestable!” Shen Yue fixed Shen Yanxiao with a furious glare. He knew that once it implicated the Vermilion Bird, it had become a crucial matter. At that moment, his only concern was to help his children to get rid of all possible connection with the incident.
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The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss
FantasyShe is one of the best thieves that the world has seen in the 24th century. However, not even in her wildest dreams had she imagine that she'd be reincarnated as a good-for-nothing orphaned Seventh Miss of the Vermilion Bird Family. She finds hersel...
