[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent":3,"chapter-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-182":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Fox Has No Malicious Intent",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340635,4575,"Chapter 182: Nà!","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-182",182,"\u003Cp>{Host! We want to drink rock tea—hurry up and take us up the cliff to nibble on the mother trees of Da Hong Pao!}\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>{Rock tea is divided into Zhengyan and Banyan; compared to Zhengyan’s price, Banyan has zero prestige. If you’re going to drink it, drink only Zhengyan Da Hong Pao from Wuyi Mountain.}\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>{“Reject body anxiety” gifted a Carnival to “Yu Xueqing’s Tea Stories,” with a note: “Aqing, this platform has some serious issues—I need to tip you, but it says I have to reach a certain level to unlock premium gifts.”}\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Mo Yiqing gifted, her Yinfu account suddenly unlocked a new gift interface—the highest previous gift value was one thousand, now it became three thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Yiqing used the gift banner to vent to Aqing about Yinfu’s shitty mechanics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of value, the Carnival cost far more than a Douyin No. 1, but spending three thousand on a Carnival generates a Carnival Chest, which draws viewers from other livestreams to Aqing’s to claim rewards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This thing costs three thousand?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Aqing stared at the screen where the Carnival gold coin spun “dīliūliū,” and sucked in a sharp breath:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mo Mo, stop your magic! If you keep gifting like this, I’m afraid my dowry will vanish!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>{“Why do I need your dowry? Next semester—you know what.”} Mo Yiqing added a comment after the gift, laced with teasing and ambiguity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What exactly did you all understand? Are you two hiding some secret deal from An Sheng?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox’s puzzled gaze darted between Yu Xueqing and the screen, her expression brimming with gossip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>{???}\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>{Is this some kind of party? Are we just part of a quest, dragged here to witness this?}\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>{Host! Need a cameraman? I’ve got tons of experience.}\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh? I get what you’re saying—me and Mo Mo are farmers, and the neighboring Beast Taming Sect often has little creatures sneaking into our sect to munch on our planted crops.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Aqing sensed some danmu carried hidden meaning, she followed the principle of saying as little as possible about unfamiliar things and explained the implication behind Mo Mo’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since this was a livestream, she didn’t name the school directly, instead referring to the two sects as mystical organizations: her own Medicine King Sect and the neighboring Beast Taming Sect, which since their founding had been at odds over land disputes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But student fraternization persisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Beast Taming Sect’s spirit beasts frequently sneaked over to steal the experimental sugarcane cultivated by Medicine King Sect disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the other side apologized properly, fine—but if they encountered arrogant bastards, a big fight was inevitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aqing was known as the War God of the Medicine King Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could command the opposing spirit beasts to defecate on their master’s expensive sneakers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or she could befriend the beasts, persuading them not to ravage the areas under her protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aqing was like a field war god—even wild spirit beasts would voluntarily guard her farmland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her livestream, Aqing shared stories from her school days and some amusing incidents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like her first day of enrollment: on the subway, she encountered a wild boar; her phone was dead, but thanks to the boar guiding her, she avoided having to spend ninety-nine yuan renting a power bank from a store.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did renting a power bank cost ninety-nine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because once you rented one, there was almost nowhere to return it—big cities had too many tricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to Aqing’s tales of Three Kingdoms folklore, these unfiltered daily anecdotes drew more viewers; her livestream follower count surged rapidly due to her stories and Mo Yiqing’s behind-the-scenes gifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aqing’s so-called daily life was utterly surreal to the livestream audience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one had ever heard of someone arriving at school riding a wild boar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And who in their right mind would have a dog pay for fruit because their meal money ran out—or birds showing up to pick strawberries for them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most common danmu in Aqing’s livestream was a stream of question marks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Aqing’s experiences were so absurd that viewers assumed she was making it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next scene left everyone—including Aqing herself—stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oi.bro!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In another village’s exhibition area, three white foxes sat on the ground, eyeing their surroundings with shifty glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Arctic fox spotted An Sheng on Aqing’s shoulder and lifted its head to greet him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nà!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the foreign language and their rough speech, An Sheng initially ignored them—but remembering how some viewers were criticizing Aqing, he thought for a moment, then, right before the livestream and Aqing, flipped the Arctic foxes the middle finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox extended one finger, keeping it upright while slightly curling the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle finger jabbed at the livestream screen, then swept around to jab directly at the Arctic foxes’ faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yīng?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Arctic foxes’ necks tensed—they clearly understood the gesture—and erupted into furious yelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yīng yīng yīng!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng fired back just as loudly, both tiny paws planted on Aqing’s shoulder, mouth wide open, spitting out rapid bursts of laughter-like yīng sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Xiaobeiya albino red fox, leveraging its broad, hefty frame, took on all three Arctic foxes at once, drowning them with its booming voice until they cowered under the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you kidding?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what if they’re foreign devils? Come out—I’ll let Bai let you go one-handed and see who wins!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Move aside! Let me through.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng’s loud yīnging and the aura of dominance he radiated—covering half of Jiule City—not only drove the Arctic foxes back, but also drew a group of people to the Zhengyan tea exhibition area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zī zī zī!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chorus of rodent-like squeaks mingled with the cries of “Move!” and “Let me through!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Hao, dressed in an elegant, vibrant shirt, carried a wooden board through the crowd; on the velvet cushion lay the golden-edged hedgehog grandmother, still without spines, now wearing a silk nightgown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carried her into the venue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zī zī zī!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden-edged hedgehog gazed at An Sheng and softly spoke, laughing:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally… found you, Lord Fuli!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut your mouth!” An Sheng gasped, glaring at the hedgehog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just shut your mouth!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My wild escapades are all unknown to Aqing—don’t you dare spill the beans and drag me into utter ruin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao An… these people seem like a gang?” Aqing stared in alarm at Lin Hao’s group closing in around her, swallowed hard, and clenched her tiny fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1069,"2026-06-20T23:19:16.017Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","04e39d4a0ba4579bce8eec9d109ba752c42979f16a7143eadba4f1142cc5fd44","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-183","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-181",354,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-cover.jpg"]