Chapter 252: Fur Lord, I

In the Furries Gathering Group, the group owner and admins constantly bickering over the group name was a routine sight; every time a new member joined, it became a performance.

But Fur Lord's group nickname was the real shock that stunned all members for an entire year.

Generally speaking, spiritual beasts could be divided into ordinary ones and regional dominators.

Those above that were extremely rare; a spiritual beast worthy of the title "Guardian-Level Dominator" had to have beaten every single spiritual beast—male or female—within sight, leaving no rival for hundreds of kilometers around.

Fur Lord's joining the group was like seeing a steady mayor join a furries fan group.

A Guardian-Level beast, if put into a bureaucratic system, would be made mayor.

In Xia Country, such a beast would receive national treasure status—villas built to the size of panda enclosures, caretakers assigned in dozens, and personal chauffeur-level service.

Group members had only heard of such national-treasure-level spiritual beasts in stories; they'd never seen one alive.

And this time, the veteran mayor who joined the group seemed to be a fox renowned for charm and agility.

Group members tagged Fur Lord, but An Sheng had already turned off his phone and tossed it into the bag on his chest.

"Ying ying ying—"

Seeing the black business car approach, the little fox in Lin Bingyun's arms let out a soft whimper and smiled, waving toward the car.

"It's been days since we last met, Fur Lord."

Lin Ying stepped out of the car, gazing at Fur Lord in Lin Bingyun's arms; her previously expressionless face slowly softened into a gentle smile.

"I'm sorry, as your friend, I missed the most important moment in your fox life due to work obligations."

Lin Ying picked up Fur Lord and gently stroked the soft fur along his back and chin.

Fur Lord was uniquely special: unless soaked in water, his entire body's fur was exceptionally soft and fluffy, carrying a strange fragrance.

And his non-shedding trait made people irresistibly want to hug him close and pamper him.

Sometimes, Lin Ying even forgot that Fur Lord was a spiritual beast strong enough to take on a construction vehicle, each punch and kick producing a roar like a sonic boom, reigning supreme in Jiule City.

In short, Fur Lord was just fluffy.

"That's going too far! We're buddies, and who knew a four-tailed fox could speak human language?"

Fur Lord's childish voice carried an old-soul tone utterly mismatched with his appearance, making everyone—including Lin Ying—burst into suppressed laughter.

"Let's make a deal: next time another tail grows on Fur Lord, notify me—I'll throw a proper celebration banquet for you myself."

Lin Ying smiled, gently holding Fur Lord's tiny paw, speaking in a tone meant to soothe a child.

"That might take a while." An Sheng glanced at his wish list—full of countless wishes, all bizarre and beyond human reach.

Promotions and raises, dating rich women, wishing for a cute little girl to use War Trample, blowing up the school, or even hoping his girlfriend turned into a female copper statue so he could bring back another one, or longing for monogamy.

The more wildly human minds wandered, the more bizarre An Sheng's wish list became.

Many wishers submitted their requests purely out of mockery or for entertainment.

If you actually turned his girlfriend into a straight woman, he'd be furious.

Unfortunately, the wish list had no option to delete wishes.

Otherwise, An Sheng would have deleted every single one of those robot wishes.

Rich little girl in white stockings using War Trample? Soon I'll grab two Maxim guns from my mountain and spray you with two full bursts.

"Just remember to notify me if anything happens." Lin Ying, in high spirits, turned to Lin Bingyun and said:

"Push back all my upcoming schedules. If there are absolutely necessary meetings, hold them online or send a representative—I'll say I'm unwell."

"Book me a plane ticket too—I'll personally see Fur Lord off to university."

Lin Bingyun had informed Lin Ying, via work reports, of Fur Lord's recent condition and emotional state during her business trip.

Lin Ying was well aware of Fur Lord's situation.

When familiar people suddenly left, Fur Lord inevitably felt lost and disoriented.

Lin Ying understood this perfectly, so before returning home, she'd already decided: delay work temporarily, take Fur Lord to Changancheng for a trip, arrange a home for him there, and fully decorate it.

Then, she'd send Lin Bingyun with a team to Changancheng to care for Fur Lord together.

"Understood." Lin Bingyun nodded slightly; she wasn't surprised by Lin Ying's arrangement—or rather, she'd expected it.

She'd already begun organizing everything while packing Fur Lord's luggage.

"By the way, Miss Lin, regarding Yu Xueqing's livestream—should we arrange operational coordination? From the livestream, it's clear that as her fanbase grows—"

"What? You're going to Changancheng too?" An Sheng, hearing Lin Ying's itinerary, sucked in a sharp breath.

Lin Ying planned to take him to Changancheng and hand him over to A Qing.

A Qing was wary of "Rich Auntie," believing the wealthy woman who constantly sent luxury gifts to the little fox had ulterior motives.

Lin Ying and A Qing would collide.

An Sheng felt his throat tighten, as if feeling A Qing's body heat against his neck, his head spinning.

Dizziness was normal.

A Qing's favorite move when disciplining the little fox was to grip his shoulders and shake him back and forth.

"Yes. Fur Lord is going to Changancheng for the first time, with no relatives or connections there. I plan to purchase a property and arrange a vehicle for you, so your daily life will be more convenient."

Lin Ying smiled at Fur Lord as she spoke.

"That's… that's fine. Let's eat first? I'm feeling hungry." An Sheng replied with a blank expression.

While Fur Lord was eating,

in the pile of luggage destined for Fur Lord's flight, in Lin Ying's courtyard,

the little tea sapling scratched its head, pulled up its roots, ran to the bathtub, plunged its roots into the water, and bent slightly, as if sighing.

Where had Fur Lord gone? It's been nearly two days since he last watered me—I'm so thirsty!

Meanwhile,

Yu Zhenghong stared at "Fur Lord," then at the clump of white fur in his hand, frozen in shock.

"Oh no!"

"I accidentally pulled out Fur Lord's fur!"

Yu Zhenghong stared at the clump of fur, eyes wide with horror.

The Arctic fox looked utterly bewildered, but still perfectly followed Fur Lord's instructions: he lifted his head, sneered slightly, and let out a loud, nasal snort, mimicking Fur Lord's voice with strained pitch: "Ying ying ying!"

(End of Chapter)