"I have not," continued Hu Xian'er, shaking her head.
Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision, and the tears trickling from her slightly reddened nose seemed to command silence from all things to listen to her voice.
"People say we fox spirits are naturally alluring, calamities, seductresses, ominous omens.
There have been empires laid to ruin because of fox spirits.
From birth, we have been subjected to many gazes, but I always remember the words you spoke to me.
Beings cannot decide the fate into which they're born, but they can decide the fate following their birth.
Some are born into wealth and some into poverty.
Yet, the wealthy can deplete their fortunes and sink into poverty.
But those born poor can endeavor to become affluent."
Having said this, Hu Xian'er looked earnestly at the Lord of Light.
"The words of the Taoist Priest, I've never forgotten; his kindness, I've etched into my heart.
