Shu Ci looked at the little rabbit that was pure white all over and smelled faintly of tea, and her anger instantly shot through the roof.

Besides, she had always repaid grudges, and she hadn’t even settled the score yet for that butt-first fall just now.

Now that the rabbit had delivered itself to her door, without even thinking, her claws sprang coldly from her paw pads, and she swiped down hard.

Three bloody gashes were carved into Afu Tu’s fluffy white cheek; that swipe went really deep, and fresh blood immediately gushed out, staining her fur red.

Rabbits and foxes were born on different paths after all; even when startled and hurt, a rabbit didn’t freak out, didn’t scream or cry.

They only saw Afu Tu clutch her cheek, shrinking away in terror as she fell to the floor and curled into a little ball.

The two long ears that had been so perky a moment ago drooped weakly now, the fur all soft and wilted.

Someone who knew the situation would see she’d been scratched; someone who didn’t might think she’d been stabbed in a vital spot, she looked that much like some dying, pitiful little thing on death’s door.

On top of that, her big red eyes were even more tearfully pitiful now, innocent and good, enough to make people’s hearts melt with sympathy.

Baili An’s face changed drastically, and he hurriedly turned around to scoop up the little rabbit whose cheeks were covered in blood.

His gaze went slightly cold as he slanted a look at Shu Ci, whose claws were still hooked, the tips wet with blood:

"I truly hadn’t realized your temperament was this violent and feral. You’ve grown your nails this long—planning to compete with wild wolves in cruelty or what?"

Shu Ci immediately felt outrageously wronged.

In his arms, Afu Tu’s three-petal mouth was moving at high speed, as if she was in terrible pain; compared to a fox, that kind of creature that looked shady and sly at first glance— 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

A rabbit looked obedient and kind by nature, and whatever it did just seemed gentle and harmless.

She even lifted her own soft pink paws that didn’t have a shred of offensive power or a hint of claws, and lightly rubbed against Baili An’s wrist, indicating that she was fine.

Baili An lowered his head to look at Afu Tu’s paws, then expressionlessly raised his eyes to Shu Ci’s claws, which gave off a sharp, hook-like gleam.

He grabbed Shu Ci’s little body in one hand, holding one animal in each arm.

The corpse demon’s tusk split out from beneath his lips, serving as a filing knife; with a very clean, crisp motion, he used that tusk to trim every last bit of nail off the claws on all four of Shu Ci’s paws.

Shu Ci had originally naïvely thought he picked her up to comfort her.

Who knew that in the moment she spaced out, the beautiful nails she had spent so many years cultivating were all chewed off by this little corpse demon!

The shock in Shu Ci’s heart right now was no less than if she’d been rooted by a pig.

When she came back to herself, she leapt out of Baili An’s arms with her face full of ferocity.

Her hind legs scratched and scraped at the ground, grinding and grinding; with no nails for protection, she was really grinding her paw pads raw.

Her heart was filled with despair. She lifted one arm with all her might, spread the paw pad wide—and sure enough, there was absolutely nothing left.

As a king-level, storm-stirring figure in the great world of the Demon World, the mighty Shu Ci, whose one stomp could make heaven and earth tremble—

She would rather accept going bald than accept having her nails chewed clean off by someone.

What was even more heartbreakingly tragic was that the little corpse demon she both loved and hated was acting like nothing had happened.

He brushed the dust off himself, picked up Afu Tu—who was, at that moment, using her peripheral vision to give Shu Ci a faint, scornful, dismissive glance—and stood up, ready to leave and take her to buy carrots.

This rabbit spirit was basically possessed by a white lotus; she’d been out for only a moment and had already taken over Shu Ci’s position completely.

There was no way Shu Ci could just watch her piece of meat get led away by this damned rabbit.

Seeing that he was dead set on leaving her behind, she stopped yelling, stopped baring her fangs and claws.

She ran and hopped to latch onto Baili An’s ankles, hugging his calf in a death grip, refusing to let go.

In the end, through sheer shameless persistence, she successfully won herself the right to go out.

In the room next door, a group of Taixuan Sect female Disciples were gathered anxiously around their Senior Sister’s bed, full of worry and heartache.

"Senior Sister Su Jing was already injured, yet she still resolutely escorted juniors like us all the way to Shifang City. Along the way she was relentless in Demon Suppression, never once slacking off. I imagine her body has been pushed to the limit, but she wouldn’t let us know. The moment we entered Shifang City she couldn’t hold on and collapsed. Look at how faint her breathing is... I’m starting to suspect Senior Sister Su Jing might just sleep away like this."

"Pah, pah, pah, what nonsense are you spouting? The Sect Master’s wife will be arriving in Shifang City tomorrow to reunite with Senior Sister Su Jing. Since Senior Sister is unwell, don’t you start chattering and fussing here, borrowing trouble."

"Let’s keep our voices down and let Senior Sister rest properly. It is a bit of a pity though; there’s a grand celebration in the city tonight, and with Senior Sister Su Jing asleep, she definitely won’t get to see it."

"What kind of Immortal figure is Senior Sister Su Jing? You think she’s like us, wanting to run around aimlessly in the middle of the night for fun?"