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As Qin Feng was about to enter his room, Qin Wan'er rushed out in a panic. "Brother, you're here! I think something's wrong," she said, her voice trembling with the hint of tears.
Qin Feng was taken aback and glanced behind her at the small fox figure. The little fox blinked its eyes and said helplessly, "Young Master, Miss's power has increased, and she isn't used to it yet."
Realization dawned on Qin Feng as he pulled Qin Wan'er into the room. "It's nothing; you just need to get used to your increased strength. With more practice, you'll be able to control it."
His determination to buy a house grew stronger; the inn was too crowded and chaotic for training.
Qin Wan'er reached for a teacup, but with a crack, a small fissure appeared on its surface. She looked at Qin Feng in horror. "Brother, is this normal?"
Qin Feng chuckled and picked up another teacup. With a gentle squeeze, he crushed it into powder.
"Ah!" Qin Wan'er gasped, her eyes widening in shock.
"Ha! What’s that little bit of strength compared to mine?" Qin Feng laughed heartily.
Seeing her brother's immense strength eased her worries slightly. "Brother, how do you control your power? I can barely hold a teacup without breaking it."
"Just practice more. Once we move into our new home, we can train properly," Qin Feng said, ruffling her hair with a smile.
"New home?" Qin Wan'er asked, looking at him in confusion.
Qin Feng nodded. "Yes, I'm planning to buy a house. Living in an inn isn't convenient."
"But where will we get that much silver?" she asked anxiously.
"You don't need to worry about that; I have it covered," he reassured her.
"Brother, you mustn't do anything bad," she urged urgently.
Qin Feng sighed lightly. "Silly sister, you're overthinking it. I'll be a scholar soon; how could I do anything wrong?"
Qin Wan'er nodded hesitantly but resolved to keep a close eye on him.
After comforting her for a while, Qin Feng finally returned to his room. He glanced at the sky and picked up a book to read slowly.
Later that evening, the door creaked open as the little fox entered. "Young Master, Miss is already asleep; I've come."
The little fox's gaze was somewhat peculiar. Qin Feng communicated with her telepathically, instructing her to wait until Miss fell asleep before coming to his room.
This left her speculating in her mind, and by now, her face had turned red with the thoughts swirling within her.
Qin Feng turned his head and was immediately taken aback. She was dressed in revealing attire, a sheer pink fabric, with a fox tail swaying behind her as she lowered her head.
"Why are you dressed like that? Is it too hot?" Qin Feng couldn't help but be caught off guard; the little fox looked just like a young girl, making it hard for him to think in that direction.
"Hmm?" The little fox raised her head in confusion. "Aren't you the one who wanted me to come over and sleep with you?"
Qin Feng froze, his book falling off the table. "What are you thinking? Change your clothes right now! I called you over for a serious matter."
The little fox jumped in surprise and dashed away with a swift motion.
Qin Feng shook his head helplessly. Was this really a proper fox? He hoped she wouldn't lead his sister astray.
Before long, the little fox returned, looking much more appropriate this time, dressed in a green dress. She seemed to realize her misunderstanding and appeared quite embarrassed.
"Is it okay now, my lord?" the little fox asked softly.
"Well, how old are you? Stop thinking about such things all day," Qin Feng couldn't help but reply.
The little fox muttered under her breath, "I'm not small; I've lived for a hundred years already."
Qin Feng's mouth twitched at that. He almost forgot that the ages of monsters were different from those of humans.
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