[{"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-81":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},2340534,4575,"Chapter 81: Hey! What kind of demon dares speak such nonsense here!","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-81",81,"\u003Cp>“Still watching the livestream?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Tao, sitting by the window on the second floor, complained to her colleague, who was lounging on a sofa ring with a sigh:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you had any spare time, use it to exercise instead of rolling around on that sofa—you wouldn’t be on your knees begging me to buy you hemorrhoid suppositories at the pharmacy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Bai Tao spoke, her peripheral vision never left the front of Yu Xueqing’s house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Wuling-brand electric vehicle slowly drove into the courtyard of the self-built house; Yu Xueqing and the white fox sitting in the passenger seat both entered the home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t understand—I’m heroically injured!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the mark of a hero. If I hadn’t worked hard in my drone piloting course and missions, how could I have ended up like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qiyuan sneered, glanced at Bai Tao, then instinctively tried to cross his legs to display his senior status—but as he shifted his legs, he accidentally pulled his old injury, and his expression froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ouch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think you just ate too much hot pot,” Bai Tao said, eyeing Su Qiyuan with disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a new “Forest Patrol Officer,” Bai Tao had once deeply respected Su Qiyuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Anquan Bureau’s “Forest Patrol Team” primarily operated on the front lines, using technology and traps to suppress and capture ordinary spirit beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, Su Qiyuan was, in Bai Tao’s eyes, an unsung hero—a worthy senior!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She always addressed him as Mr. Su.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after that night, when Su Qiyuan collapsed outside his own door, clutching his buttocks, trembling, and transferring thirty-eight yuan to her via mobile payment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>begging her to go to the county pharmacy to buy him a box of Niu Yinglong Hemorrhoid Ointment, all her former admiration for him vanished into thin air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Bai Tao’s mind, her entire impression of Su Qiyuan was now reduced to one thing:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hemorrhoid the size of a fist had prolapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Bai Tao didn’t know the true severity of Su Qiyuan’s condition—but on Baidu, doctors said the worst hemorrhoids could swell to the size of a baby’s fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph! Nine out of ten men have hemorrhoids, ten out of ten women do—you’re just too young to understand. When you’re suffering later, don’t come begging me for medicine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qiyuan sensed Bai Tao’s subtle disdain and rolled his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some pains only hurt when they’re not yours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once you’re out in the forest, sitting on the ground for hours controlling drones to hunt small spirit beasts, you’ll learn what happens when you ignore an elder’s advice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do I not want to exercise?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is it not because my butt hurts terribly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!” Bai Tao declared with firm resolve, her face set:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My name has ‘Bai’ in it—I’m fair and clean. My butt would never sink so low!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft. Stop joking—the mission livestream has started. Keep your eyes locked. That boss-level fox spirit beast isn’t something to take lightly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qiyuan didn’t refute her—he just smiled silently in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d never spent half a month living in the forest, surviving on compressed biscuits, then experiencing the agony of steel-pulling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His butt injury qualifies for a work-related injury claim!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the two chatted, a notification popped up on their tablet and computer screens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Yu Xueqing’s Tea Story Session has started.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Yu Xueqing live, Su Qiyuan and Bai Tao fell silent, their eyes fixed on the livestream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But their attention wasn’t on Yu Xueqing or her folk tales—they scanned the edges of the video feed, searching for the fox’s trail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That white fox was the target creature they needed to observe closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both knew well how terrifying the destructive power of that seemingly juvenile fox could be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frankly speaking, based on the satellite footage capturing the fox’s paw crushing a wild boar at Shoushugou,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>if released into a city without heavy weaponry, it would be a terrestrial immortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the fox shows no hostility toward humans, feeding it until it’s fat is a safe strategy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some things can’t be had all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, all fox subspecies in Xia Nation are famously known to grow fat as soon as they’re fed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why haven’t we seen the fox?” Su Qiyuan stared at the livestream for half an hour without spotting the boss-level fox spirit beast, growing suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d watched Yu Xueqing’s past streams—the fox rarely appeared, but at least it would let out a soft whimper or flick its tail behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But today, for some reason, it was unnervingly quiet—so quiet that Su Qiyuan felt uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Su Qiyuan spoke, his finger tapped the donation list and sent a sports car as a gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sleek red sports car suddenly slid into the livestream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? A supercar donation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xueqing, mid-story, froze, then burst into alarm, waving her hands frantically: “No no no! I don’t accept large donations! I don’t have WeChat, QQ, or photo albums—big brother, please apply for a minor refund!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone, please stop donating. If you like my stories, check out the yellow cart—my tea is all homegrown.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really homegrown—all from Jiule Mountain Tea, not roasted by my grandpa.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“????”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qiyuan slowly typed a question mark. Yu Xueqing’s combination of “big brother” and “minor refund” nearly made his head smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Reply to her. Donations on livestreams go through platform cuts before reaching the host—when she asks you to apply for a minor refund, you can reclaim the money directly from the platform.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your target’s livestream usually gets no donations. Your donation amount is unusually high,” Bai Tao turned to Su Qiyuan. “Say something. If she shuts off donations later, it’ll be worse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Money reaching her hands versus her parents’ hands has different effects. Even with the platform’s fifty percent cut, her parents might take more if she buys goods to feed the fox.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can donations be turned off?” To Su Qiyuan, who never watched livestreams, disabling donations was a bizarre new concept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who refuses free money?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because almost no streamers disable them—people unfamiliar with livestreaming wouldn’t know,” Bai Tao said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qiyuan thought for a moment, typed a message, and sent it as a floating comment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Your stories are good, but I’m not interested in tea—I drink soda. So just keep the donations. There’s barely anyone in your stream—don’t starve to death, host.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qiyuan then sent two more sports cars, subtly carrying out the feeding mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mmm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the third sports car was sent, a soft fox whimper echoed from the livestream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Soda’s no good! Drink tea! Little fox strongly recommends tea! Three tiers: eighty, one hundred thirty, two hundred seventy yuan per jin—Master Fox certified!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the top donor’s comment—likely one of the suspected spy couple—An Sheng burst out from under the table, scrambled onto it, sat upright on the tea table, and repeatedly pounded the surface with his front paws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy crap, you really dare say that? In a tea-selling livestream, telling people to drink soda?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If everyone buys soda, how will my Qing make money selling tea to buy me ice-cold cola?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come here—I’ll let you experience spirit beast kneading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? What’s going on between us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still processing the comment, Yu Xueqing stared in astonishment at the little fox.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fox whimpered continuously, shouting about “a traitor among us,” “a rotten-assed one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that boss-level fox cursing me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s selling tea. You tell people to drink soda instead. Shouldn’t she curse you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1238,"2026-06-20T23:19:16.017Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c5e95e2fbb5c210de9f1960fdb51316d931b5d188415a31d6e31bb0d1db9272f","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-82","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-80",354,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-cover.jpg"]