Chapter 58: Yu Shengs Spirit of Exploration
As the two Secret Service agents and the self-proclaimed “Little Red Riding Hood” spiritual detective left, Yu Sheng stood at the doorway, letting out a gentle sigh. He turned back into the living room, trying to gather his thoughts.
Irene, who had been watching television, immediately turned her head toward him. “I thought you’d be chatting with them forever. Didn’t you have loads of questions to ask?”
“I just wanted to make a connection,” Yu Sheng replied casually. “Besides, we already got Foxy out. The rest can wait.”
His eyes drifted to the coffee table.
Sitting on the floor next to it was the young fox girl, Foxy. Guarding a small pile of snacks, she sensed his gaze and looked up, her face lighting up. “Benefactor!”
“You need a bath—and some clean clothes,” Yu Sheng said gently, his eyes filled with concern.
The poor fox had been trapped in that strange place for years. When she was first imprisoned, she had been just a child. Now, she wore clothes taken from who-knows-where—they were old, too small, and practically falling apart. Her body was streaked with dirt, and though there might have been water sources in that strange realm, she’d lived in the wild, away from any sort of civilization. Her bushy tail was matted and tangled.
Foxy lowered her head and looked at herself.
She had gotten used to her appearance, perhaps never considering what would happen when she left that valley. But now, hearing Yu Sheng’s words, old memories, and some long-buried common sense seemed to stir. She stared at herself for a long moment, much like how she had been relearning how to speak. Slowly, she was starting to shed the mindset of a wild animal.