"You wait for a while, let me think."
Seeing the fennec fox dart up and shout for justice, even blurting out some details, Ansheng was stunned and hurriedly raised his hand to pinch the fennec fox's snout.
With his snout pinched by Master Fox, the Fox King dangled mid-air, kicking its little feet hard towards the ground but unable to reach it.
The Fox King struggled for a moment, then gave up the futile effort, looking utterly frustrated.
"Are you saying that none of the bottles and jars in that room belonged to you, and they were all freshly cut by Wang Ya and soaked in formaldehyde?"
The scene of beast whips soaked in formaldehyde deeply shocked Ansheng, leaving him somewhat bewildered for a while. After a lengthy pause, he let go of the fennec fox, pointed towards the hidden room with a look of awe.
"......."
