"Wha...what happened?"
Suddenly, the night around the Fox Kingdom Hotel was filled with the rumbling sound like that of engineering machines, waking all the guests in the hotel. Even in the bedrooms, the panicked whimper of countless foxes could be heard.
'Wow!'
'Oh no! A fight's breaking out, run!'
'Spare us, Your Majesty!'
Ah Qing, waking up from the dream, listened to the foxes' whimpering around her and the sound of dogs barking, along with the unfamiliar roars of other animals, showing a bewildered expression.
"What's...fighting?"
Before Ah Qing could ponder, the service phone by the bed rang, and Mo Yiqing, closest to the window, instinctively answered the call.
"Hello, esteemed presidential suite guest, we're deeply sorry to disturb your rest. Here's the situation: there has been a collapse on the Fox Kingdom grounds, and it appears an ancient tomb is about to surface..."
