Chapter 10

Fan Hui was not killed, but Yu Jiaojiao was.

Her corpse was found in her own residence.

The manner of her death was extremely tragic, and the Dali Temple was responsible for thoroughly investigating the case.

However, it wasn’t long before rumors of a fox demon causing trouble spread throughout the streets and alleys.

The claims were well-founded.

It was said that on the night Yu Jiaojiao was murdered, a night watchman saw the shadow of a fox near the Residence of the Vice Minister of Dali Temple.

I glanced up at a certain fox lying on the chaise longue, eating grapes.

“Did you kill her?”

Hu Qing glared at me: “Are you suspecting me?”

The fox was about to explode with anger.

I hurriedly soothed its fur: “Just asking casually, just asking casually.”

Hu Qing snorted lightly and turned his head away: “But Yu Jiaojiao was indeed killed by a demon.”

After speaking, he glanced at me: “Aren’t you a demon hunter? Didn’t you sense anything that night?”

My hand holding the grapes slightly curled.

Before he noticed, I discreetly concealed my reaction.

I changed the subject: “Anyway, be careful these days, don’t get yourself into trouble for no reason.”

Hu Qing laughed and suddenly leaned closer.

“Are you worried about me?”

His eyes curved with a smile, his thin lips slightly parted, and I felt a momentary dizziness.

A few seconds later, I shook my head, fully awake, then picked up a nearby fan and tapped it on his head.

“You sly fox, how dare you use enchantment on me!”

…

It’s not exactly worry, but with him accompanying me during this time, my otherwise dull days have indeed become much livelier.

The rumors of the fox demon causing trouble grew more intense.

It even alarmed the Emperor, who flew into a rage and personally dispatched his most trusted Daoist Master Fuyun to investigate the matter.

When Daoist Master Fuyun arrived at Fan Manor, I was truly startled.

This Daoist Master is impressive, pinpoint accuracy!

Fan Hui was somewhat displeased, and when we were summoned to the front courtyard, he was still muttering:

“Why does everyone say there’s a fox spirit in my house!”

I glanced at him.

I mean, is there a possibility that there really is one in your house?

Hu Qing followed behind me, concealing all his demonic aura.

Daoist Master Fuyun had graying hair, long eyebrows, and held a duster in his hand, looking quite intimidating.

I turned my head and said to Hu Qing: “Later, stand a bit behind me, I’ll block him from seeing you, he might not notice.

“If it doesn’t work, just run quickly, his old arms and legs definitely can’t catch up with you.”

Hu Qing looked at me steadily, smiled, and said: “Alright.”