Fox Has No Malicious Intent-Chapter 461 - 459: The Eve of Action

"The tea tree... can it run?"

After listening to Lin Bingyun’s story, a look of astonishment appeared on Ansheng’s little fox face as he glanced sideways at the tea tree.

The tea tree’s slightly curved trunk straightened under the gaze of Master Fox, looking like an ordinary tea tree, showing no signs of anything unusual.

"Are you a relative of the sensitive plant?"

Seeing the tea tree standing straight, Ansheng showed a speechless expression but didn’t pay too much attention.

Because... he really couldn’t understand the language of plants.

All things and creatures on Blue Star originated from the "Primordial," and later, due to the "Spiritual Particles," they took different paths.

During the long evolutionary process, the primordial gene embryos all developed differently.

Expecting a fox to communicate with plants is like expecting Master Fox to become a vegetarian.

"Hmm... just eat and drink well, and don’t follow some yellow-haired plant and run around."

Ansheng pondered briefly, then raised his paw and patted the tea tree’s trunk, like patting a shoulder, giving it some advice before turning and heading upstairs.

"Ugh..."

Uncle Jinlong, who was lying on Jin Wanlin’s shoulder, saw the much more robustly grown tea tree, showed a disdainful look, and retracted his neck into Jin Wanlin’s arms, not wanting to offer any outstanding opinions.

Because Uncle Jinlong knew.

This bizarrely shaped tea tree, when it kicked a lizard’s butt, swung its roots around as it kicked.

Kicking someone up to the third floor, it felt like having your tail stepped on with a boot.

After people in the living room left.

The tea tree, having gained nothing, swung its crown in an extremely anthropomorphic manner, as if surveying the surroundings, ensuring no one was watching it, then its roots buried in the flower pot gradually emerged, intertwining with each other.

Gradually, all the roots extended out, climbing to the edge of the flower pot.

The tea tree’s roots supported the flower pot, and one root shook the pot, shaking off the soil, and then crawled to the floor for support, while other roots followed suit, shaking off the soil and supporting the tree to move.

As the tea tree walked, its crown wobbled.

It came to the water dispenser, mixed cold and hot in an 8:2 ratio to get itself a glass of water, then dragged it back towards the flower pot.

The tea tree re-anchored itself into the soil, its crown relaxing, enjoying the fruits of its labor.

However...

Why does this water taste so bland? No flavor at all!

...

"Lin Ying, whimper whimper whimper!"

Ansheng arrived at the sunroom, hopped up, fiddled with the handle of the soundproof door, stepped inside, and ran towards Lin Ying, letting out a soft whimper.

"Master Fox..."

Seeing the little fox, Lin Ying, seated on the solitary sofa, displayed a slight smile, raised one hand to her collar, bent down, and with the other arm, embraced the little fox, smoothing its fur.

Lin Ying’s arms rested on Master Fox’s shoulders, rubbing his fur from top to bottom.

Lin Bingyun, with a tray in hand, came into the room, crouched by the table, and placed the tea and refreshments in their respective places. Jin Wanlin entered the sunroom carrying Uncle Jinlong on her shoulder and casually closed the door behind them.

After serving the refreshments, Lin Bingyun stood behind Lin Ying, holding the metal tray, and fell silent.

Master Fox, perched on Lin Ying’s lap, whimpered twice, shook his body, put on a serious expression, and looked at Feng Wenyu in the corner of the sofa, saying:

"There are no traitors in the room, so tell us! Who dares hire an assassin to conspire against Master Fox!"

"The criticism of legal weapons is far inferior to the criticism from my Gravity Tenderizing Hammer; do they think Master Fox doesn’t understand using Martial Force to criticize enemies?"

"The mastermind is a female." Feng Wenyu spoke with interest.

"Cover her with cement!" Master Fox snorted coldly from his snout.

A son on the battlefield, regardless of gender, daring to issue such orders even knowing my Spirit Beast identity means accepting the consequences!

Hearing this, Feng Wenyu surprisingly smiled, his gaze shifting to Lin Ying behind Master Fox.

In the age of information, no one truly possesses secrets; only through physical isolation and deregistering can information remain secret.

Though the mastermind’s actions were hidden, based on Master Fox’s clues and records from the Security Bureau’s digital city management system, the criminal was identified within three hours through signal and financial flows.

The mastermind is Lin Ying’s elder and a member of the Lin Group board and one of the Lin family elders.

"The disturbance caused by Lin Group Holding Company will be fully entrusted to the Lin International Fund, with Lin Zhe dispatched by the board to oversee..."

Seeing Feng Wenyu’s gaze, Lin Ying gestured towards Grandmaster Lin’s direction, expressing her opinion and collaboration from Grandmaster Lin.

Feng Wenyu’s gaze shifted to Lin Zhe.

But Lin Zhe seemed to ponder something, arms crossed, head bowed, until he noticed the Security Bureau members looking at him, upon which he smiled slightly:

"Sorry, sorry, I got distracted, I was pondering Master Fox’s cement molding possibility..."

"???"

Lin Zhe’s words left everyone in the sunroom, including the fox, utterly stupefied.

Particularly Lin Ying and Lin Bingyun, whose pupils contracted suddenly, harboring bizarre feelings in their hearts.

Grandmaster...

We know you’re pretending, but these words greatly undermine your prestige!

"Is... is this the molding I’m thinking of?" Feng Wenyu hesitated, speaking: "Our conversation will be archived in writing; if this isn’t part of the minutes, you can retract it now."

"Ha..."

Lin Zhe chuckled, saying: "Don’t be fooled by my curly hair; being delegated by the leader to handle the financial turmoil by the Lin Group implies I have the firmest stance!"

"Against those daring to betray their stance, family, and national interests, we must show no mercy! They deserve the death penalty!"

"Death is not enough! The vile should face..."

"......"

Feng Wenyu, after a moment of silence, shifted his gaze back to Lin Ying from Lin Zhe, addressing plainly and sarcastically:

"I’ve understood his fanatical clan stance, but I refuse to engage with him, and I believe his fanaticism might affect the discussions."

"He only seeks results to report back to Grandmaster Lin; specifics won’t involve him..."

Lin Ying withdrew her gaze, understanding that the person before her was Lin Zhe’s persona, not the Grandmaster they knew, and realized the Grandmaster wasn’t interested in the discussions with the Security Bureau.

With a calm demeanor, Lin Ying began to speak slowly:

"The day after tomorrow, after 8 to 11 PM on Mid-Autumn Night, Xia Dong will have no presence from the Longevity Club."

"This is our Lin family’s response; we’ll sever all related ties."