Chapter 241: Fuli Master

"Ying ying ying! Ying~"

The convoy, led by an administrative sedan, returned to Lin Ying's villa in Zhangxizhen; as soon as the car stopped, An Sheng stepped out and waved goodbye to Lin Bingyun inside before sprinting back toward the house.

"What could Fuli Master possibly want?" Lin Bingyun watched the fast-running Fuli, puzzled.

Normally, Fuli Master would lie in the sunroom after dinner and snacks, scrolling through pet short videos, playing a couple games, or grooming himself before heading home.

Did he come home before three today?

Fuli Master's unusual behavior stirred some murmurs in Lin Bingyun's mind.

"Maybe it's because the Young Lady isn't here? Fuli Master feels unfamiliar with us, uneasy."

Lin Bingyun turned to the maid and said: "Add recruiting a video operations team to the to-do list. Tonight, finish processing Fuli Master's speech video, send it to the Young Lady for her report, then clock out."

"Yes."

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After An Sheng climbed over the wall back home, he glanced toward the second-floor lights—no light was on upstairs.

"Mo Mo. Didn't you do your evening workout to lose weight tonight?"

An Sheng muttered to himself, sneaked into the kitchen, carefully opened the fridge, took out a can of cola, and ran upstairs.

An Sheng turned on the bedroom light, locked the door, sat on the yoga mat, and placed the cold cola in front of him.

"Come out! Wish List!"

"All in!"

"Pump my physique full!"

Sitting on the yoga mat, An Sheng flicked his tail, lifted his head with complete confidence, and gave his order.

At An Sheng's mental command, the wish points on the Wish List turned into golden light and surged into his body.

Beneath his fluffy, silky white fur, golden radiance shimmered across the fox's skin, gradually seeping inward, converging toward his throat and limbs.

"Ying ying ying"

As the golden light penetrated, the little fox's cheeks softened into a blissful expression, his tail twitching gently.

But after the golden light entered his body, the fox's blissful expression slowly turned strange.

His throat and paw pads itched, while the rest of his body prickled with an irritating sensation.

"Sss! My back is so itchy, damn it!"

An Sheng shook his entire body, trying to dispel the itching sensation across every pore—and his fourth tail quietly grew out without a sound.

An Sheng lay on the yoga mat, grumbling as he lifted his hind leg and scratched furiously at his back.

"Come on, I've got four tails now—what else changed on me?"

After the tingling itch faded, An Sheng checked the bell's size, confirmed no abnormal changes in his lower body, then began inspecting himself.

First, his original three tails had now become four, swaying behind him.

An Sheng felt he could spread them out on the floor and lie down to sleep atop them.

Second, his palms and soles felt slightly larger, his joints more flexible—perfect for slapping spirit beasts across the face.

Beyond that, An Sheng found no other changes in his body.

"Wish List, you've got to have some conscience—I don't earn wish points easily. Where's your update?"

After checking his whole body, An Sheng felt no real change—his DLC seemed to have vanished somewhere—and he prepared to open the Wish List.

But as he opened the Wish List, his own rambling mutterings made him vaguely sense a strange supernatural phenomenon.

Foxes are all chatterboxes, ying-ing nonstop whether speaking or laughing.

An Sheng controlled his volume well—his ying-ing was beautiful and rhythmic; nine out of ten listeners got dizzy.

The second-floor bedroom, emptied of bed and nightstand, was quite spacious.

An Sheng's ying-ing echoed in the room.

Except—

After Fuli Master's fourth tail grew, the echoing ying-ing vanished, replaced by a clear child's voice murmuring softly.

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Realizing the anomaly, An Sheng cautiously pulled open the nearby closet, stuck his head inside, took a deep breath, and whispered: "Damn idiot?"

Instantly, the closet echoed back:

"Idiot."

"Idiot."

An Sheng's eyes widened; he sucked in a sharp breath:

"I can talk now!"

"Holy shit! Fuli Master, I've leveled up! Tomorrow I can just point at Bai Tao's forehead and yell at her?"

Before realizing he could speak, An Sheng was already tearing up with excitement, spinning wildly on the yoga mat, occasionally flipping backward to express his elation.

Before he could speak human words,

An Sheng had suffered countless silent humiliations—even if he could later run to Qing's side to complain and vent,

hindsight was nothing compared to the sheer thrill of slapping the enemy's face right now.

Now that he could speak human words,

Tomorrow, when Bai Tao comes to teach him reading, he can just say: "Ate yet? If not, eat my fox paw!"

"Yahahaha—I can talk again!" An Sheng grinned broadly.

Of course, An Sheng was thrilled—but he knew it was very late, so he lowered his noise.

"Gulp gulp gulp—"

An Sheng grabbed the cola can, hooked his paw around the tab, popped it open, and chugged it down with gusto.

"Ying ying ying"

An Sheng cleared his throat, pulled open his backpack slung over his back, and took out a phone.

An Sheng found Lin Ying's WeChat, typed into the input bar:

【Lin Ying! Lin Ying! Are you asleep? I have something huge to tell you—we must video call to explain.】 As soon as he sent it, the screen above Lin Ying's name showed "typing…"

Lin Ying: 【Sure, no one here.】

After receiving Lin Ying's reply, An Sheng called her on WeChat video; his four large tails, sensing his excitement, stood straight up and swayed wildly, expressing his joy.

Soon, the WeChat video call connected.

Lin Ying, dressed in pajamas, lay on a bed with European-style decor; the room was dim, and her face showed fatigue—clearly, the day's exhausting errands and insomnia from medication had left her in poor spirits.

"Ying ying ying"

An Sheng hid his fourth tail, set up the phone, walked to the camera, beamed at Lin Ying on the other side, and waved his paw.

"Good evening, Fuli Master." Lin Ying smiled gently at the little fox's gesture. "Is Lin the butler failing you again? Too bad—I have two ribbon-cutting ceremonies to attend; I won't be back for at least three or four days."

"Ying ying—"

An Sheng shook his head, turned around, and showed his fourth tail, waving it in front of the camera.

On the other side of the WeChat video, Lin Ying froze mid-smile, her face slowly filling with disbelief:

"Fuli Master, you grew another tail?"

Last month, during the battle with Han Yu's crocodile, Fuli Master had only two tails; then, somehow, a third suddenly appeared. Now, barely a few weeks since the third tail grew, another one's here.

Even bean sprouts don't grow this fast.

Facing Lin Ying's astonishment, An Sheng let out a series of crisp, giggling yings.

Sitting before the camera, An Sheng raised his paw, rubbed his neck, and spoke in a clear child's voice:

"Hello, Lin Ying."

(End of Chapter)