My Arms Can Turn into Blades

"To be honest... I don’t know either."

Tang Language, with a hint of foxy charm, crinkled her fair little face: "Grandma said I would certainly betray her, so she never told me. Every time I come back, I just follow the marks she left for me... like a crow picking up breadcrumbs. Sorry."

"..."

Chen Lusi nodded, not asking further. Since the other party didn’t want to be disturbed, there was no need to trouble Tang Language.

Besides, he didn’t come here for this matter.

He was just curious.

"Got it, let’s go then."

Chen Lusi looked towards the distant mountain peaks enveloped in white clouds and started walking forward.

But he had barely taken a few steps.

His phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

Startled, Chen Lusi pulled out his phone and saw it was a message from Lin Ying.

Before leaving.

He had told Lin Ying about his plan to meet Tang Language’s grandma. Unexpectedly, he could still receive a reply here.

Lin Ying warned him not to be deceived by a fox spirit.

But that wasn’t the main point.

The point was...

"You can actually access the internet here?"

Chen Lusi put away his phone and looked again at Tang Language beside him.

Tang Language nodded vigorously: "Yeah, we’re not animals; we can’t just be satisfied with eating and then cultivating, and when tired from cultivating, just sleep. Where’s the fun in that? Even Grandma can’t stand it. She’s so afraid of boredom that she stays in the cave all day playing on her phone, rather than going out."

"..."

Chen Lusi took a deep breath, suddenly not so excited about the upcoming meeting...

"But it’s different for me. When I was little, I liked running around everywhere."

Tang Language didn’t notice the unusual expression on Chen Lusi’s face and took a playful step forward, then twirled lightly, making her skirt swirl: "Back then, to me, the whole world was just this big!

But afterwards... I realized the world was more than that, so I wanted to go out and see, but Grandma disagreed at first, saying I was naive and easily deceived.

It took a lot to get her to agree, and now she wants me back... saying I should cultivate for a few decades more."

At this point.

She pursed her red lips: "But I don’t want to. I may be a bit dull, but I’m not that hopeless. The most important thing is, if I really stayed here for decades, you wouldn’t recognize me.

Although I’ve hibernated for hundreds of years... I know that you humans don’t live as long as we do. I don’t want to see you all grow old; it’s too awful.

But Grandma says that’s far from awful; the worst thing is spending decades together, then witnessing friends grow old... She says maybe it’s better not to get too involved."

Chen Lusi, hearing this, thought of her grandmother who reportedly lived from the Eastern Han era to the present, responded softly: "In a way, your grandma might be right."

"Ah—"

Tang Language paused, immediately stomping her foot: "Don’t be a traitor."

Looking at the seemingly innocent and romantic Tang Language, Chen Lusi couldn’t help but think of Lin Wan, who should be in class at the moment, feeling a bit absent-minded.

Tang Language leaned closer, repeating: "Chen Lusi, don’t be a traitor."

Chen Lusi snapped back to reality, lightly shaking his head: "I didn’t mean to be a traitor. If you’ve made up your mind, I’ll help you convince your grandma."

"Really?"

Hearing this.

Tang Language leaned forward, her face filled with joy as she looked at Chen Lusi.

Seeing the fair face so close to his own, Chen Lusi felt a bit helpless: "Really... too close, let’s keep going."

"You’re really great..."

Tang Language’s face was filled with happiness, just about to continue speaking.

But suddenly, she seemed to notice something, abruptly turned her head to the right.

Chen Lusi noticed it too... a hint of red hiding in the thick bushes.

Was that a pair of eyes?

"What are you looking at?"

Tang Language, seeing the red, immediately put her hands on her hips and said loudly: "Careful, I’ll break your legs!"

"Wah wah wah!"

As soon as she said this, the red disappeared instantly.

Chen Lusi asked, "Fellow foxes?"

"Yes."

Tang Language nodded, and upon hearing the gradually distant cries, a slight blush appeared on her fair little face, turning her head away: "Ignore them, they’re all idiots. Let’s go."

Chen Lusi nodded.

The two began hiking up the mountain path.

Along the way, patches of red continually appeared in their sight, sometimes hiding in dense bushes, sometimes appearing on steep rocks.

...they didn’t seem to be the same fox.

And it was fine if they were just watching, but they’d often let out a few cries after watching.

Chen Lusi almost progressed all the way accompanied by those cries...

While Tang Language walked ahead of Chen Lusi, for some reason, her ears turned red.

Until they neared the top of the mountain.

The feeling of being watched finally disappeared completely.

And at this moment, Tang Language lifted her skirt a little, suddenly squatted down, pressed her hands on her knees, looked at the beautiful purple flower beside the mountain path, and whispered: "This is called lettuce leaves."

"?"

Chen Lusi stopped, slowly made a question mark, glanced at the platform near the top of the mountain not far away, then looked at Tang Language’s back, and asked: "What are you doing?"

"I’m introducing you to the flowers."

"Now? Aren’t we about to arrive?"

"Actually, there’s no rush..."

"Tang Language, what are you really up to?"

"..."

Tang Language facing away from Chen Lusi, lowered her head. After a moment of silence, she whispered: "I suddenly feel a bit nervous."

Chen Lusi became even more puzzled: "Nervous about what?"

"I suddenly feel like I’m bringing a man to see my parents..."

"?"

"It’s not Tang Language’s fault! They all said that! It’s making me think wildly! It’s making me nervous!"