Fox Has No Malicious Intent

"Ah Qing, quick, get on!"

Master Fuli proudly rode on Ah Qing's shoulders, arms crossed and head held high, displaying an expression of disdain.

Following Master Fuli's instructions, Lin Ying tried to find the overnight baguette, but unfortunately, such peculiar things were not present at the wedding reception.

There were baguettes, but freshly baked ones, crispy and soft with a strong wheat aroma, clearly not deadly.

"Good!"

Ah Qing took a deep breath, raised her arms, grabbed the fox legs draped in front of her, and re-entered the wedding hall.

Inside, the originally bustling and noisy atmosphere suddenly seemed to mute, with everyone standing or sitting subconsciously looking towards the entrance.

"Normally, as long as I'm not embarrassed, it's only the other side that will be..."

"Whoever stares at us, we stare back, but remember, don't make the gaze too deliberate. Aim for three parts casual, three parts indifferent, and four parts disdain, preferably with a slightly crooked evil grin at the corner of the mouth."

Ansheng, full of joy, opened his mouth in a mischievous manner, causing Ah Qing's mouth to twitch as she sarcastically commented:

"What kind of pie chart is that? How can a human's eyes express so many emotions?"

In Ah Qing's view, the atmosphere like wolves encircling the hall actually lasted less than a moment.

Most people just glanced to confirm the newcomers and then averted their eyes, looking any longer would truly be impolite.

"Hmm? You over there, what's your wish?" Ansheng scanned the room once, seeing some seated and standing individuals stepping forward.

Ansheng selected one who seemed more sensible and extended his paw.

"Hello, Master Fuli..."

The dark-haired, dark-eyed foreigner displayed a polite expression, reaching out her hand, and in the handshake process, her wrist lightly twitched, flicking a distinctly men's mechanical watch onto Master Fuli's paw.

"I'm Moya, the second daughter of the Atlanta Family. Apart from congratulating you, I'd like to ask if Master Fuli has any intention to endorse a product..."

"Our family primarily deals with livestock and by-products, and recently we're planning to launch a high-end milk. Your strength is witnessed by all creatures, and our product inspiration arises from your presence."

Moya came straight to the point, straightforwardly explaining her intent without any detours.

"That milk of yours... is it legal?"

Upon hearing Moya's request, Ansheng didn't immediately refuse; instead, he gave a peculiar look and asked her.

"For some reason, I feel like the raw materials for the high-end milk you're talking about are probably not legal."

Upon hearing dairy products, the first thing that popped into Ansheng's mind was the "Human Wholesale Tree."

Stuff from the wholesale tree shouldn't be consumed; humans might fall apart into pieces after drinking it, internal organs and limbs suddenly spiritualize, engaging in brotherly friendship and then scattering in all directions, leaving a dumbfounded head behind.

"I can guarantee it passes Xia Country's customs, but if you're asking about the milk's legality, we do have..." Moya lowered her voice: "We also deal with protein powders, including what's colloquially known as 'Caring for All Living Beings' Power of the Twelve Dragons, and 'Royal Special Supply' gentle formula milk cow lady special blend..."

"?"

Ah Qing, completely shocked, threw out a question mark, directing a sharp question at Moya:

"You even sell... human milk cow ladies?"

"Oh, we're playing in a grey area; milk cow ladies are spiritualized oxen cultivated by our family, going 'moo moo moo.' Our family are devout believers and wouldn't do anything unethical, even though it would bring more profit..." Moya drew a cross over her chest: "God bless."

Ah Qing was speechless, her face lined with frustration.

"Haha, your family is quite kind-hearted..."

Ansheng couldn't hold back and laughed, looked at Lin Ying saying: "Register her name, I'll check their authenticity later."

From Moya's conversation and regarding faith, their family might belong to the flexible faction "Mountain Folk."

Where the City on the Summit is, I don't care; whoever earns the City on the Summit title, I'll support them.

"Master Fuli! Our family is in sports, hoping to sign you for sports products endorsement, you see, this pure gold trophy is shaped like you..."

With Moya's lead, some families prepared to place early bets, Master Fuli shining brilliantly.

In the future, when Spiritual Particles' resurgence is publicly announced, Master Fuli will become the symbol of "Power," and products won't stop selling?

Master Fuli grew strong drinking my milk.

The baseball bat that turns spirit beasts into tops is customized by our sports goods company.

"Master Fuli, I want to invest in Xia Country, could you write me a recommendation letter?"

"Master Fuli, my daughter just turned 18, we want to invite you to her coming-of-age ceremony, hoping you'll become her godfather—"

The venue was lively and noisy, waves rising higher and higher, Master Fuli had no intention to stop it, even encouraging those with similar wishes to have a brawl first.

It's completely like "watching a funeral without minding it being big," a chaotic orderly spectacle.

Ah Qing was sweating nervously, quickly persuading the guests ready for real-life Mortal Kombat.

"It's not suitable for a wedding to see blood, everyone please calm down first and come to me for registration..."

When the chaos finally subsided, Ah Qing had already noted a pile of information on her phone.

"What have you done?"

Ah Qing looked helplessly at the little fox sitting in Lin Ying's sister's lap, munching on wedding candies.

"It's one thing to request endorsements, but one even wants to cosplay a priest at the wedding..."

"I don't know!" Ansheng shrugged, the guests' wishes were truly varied.

Several wanted to name themselves as godchildren.

But Ansheng, not related by blood, wouldn't go out of his way to recognize a few godchildren; they were... too bland.

Their ability to stir things up didn't measure up to a single Chen Nian.

With the auspicious time approaching, there was no so-called emcee or newlywed couple in this special banquet hall, only a big TV broadcasting the wedding reception.

"By the way, Ah Qing, you'd better give them a few shots..."

Ansheng, squatting on the table, looked at Ah Qing and Lin Ying and said:

"I've spotted the assassin's trail; they've blended into the staff, see, that redhead, and the one with golden hair at the end and the woman carrying the bird's nest..."

The assassin was extremely tense beneath the surface, though outwardly calm, his inner muttering continuously transmitted to Master Fuli's list of wishes.

One said they wanted to use a bat.

One said they wanted to cuff. Another was muttering about understanding King Zhou, aiming to surpass him.

"Found the assassin?"

Lin Ying was startled, discreetly extending her hand to Lin Tongshu's side, extracting a defensive tool, discreetly scanning the serving staff entering.

"Mm!"

Ansheng nodded lightly, saying: "To be honest, I'm somewhat amazed by their courage..."

"There are almost two hundred guests present; I guess they haven't experienced what the power of the crowd truly is. Later, protect the Earl a bit..."

"Just hit lightly and help her move up in position."

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