In the pitch-black grand hall, a group of foxes, with their dark red eyes wide open, all looked at the image floating in mid-air.
Upon hearing the master's question, each of them held a cold fragrant pear date, their mouths curving into sly smiles.
"Aroo!"
White Moon jumped up, holding the cold fragrant pear date with its front paws, its chubby body wobbling, tail swaying, explaining their thoughts to the master.
"Aroo aroo aroo!
"Woo woo woo!
"Woo woo aroo aroo…"
After some gestures and fox chatter, Bai Mo roughly understood.
They want to use this fruit to buy bullets?
"Aren't you buying guns?"
White Sun also jumped out, joining White Moon, "Woo woo aroo aroo", gesturing, making things clear to the master.
...Foxes are really cunning!
...They decided to first get a lot of bullets, so each fox can try a clip. If they really like them, then it's not too late to buy guns.
Bai Mo nodded, feeling their reasoning was quite sound!
