Chapter 327 (1/2)

It was eight in the morning. The winter sun was showing its rare hospitality in the little town up north. It shone through a large, glass window into the room and it was so warm that it turned the residents into lazy dogs. Lily however, was basking comfortably in the sun on a recliner that had just been moved out of the basement. Meanwhile, Hao Ren and Vivian were each holding a large pair of scissors, busily working on Lily’s tail.

*Snip, snip, snip*

Strands of white fur rained down like snow as Lily turned her head to look.

Hao Ren used his hand to smack her and said, “We’re just trimming your fur. Stop acting like you’re getting a tonsure.”

Lily yawned listlessly and her ears flinched under the sun. “Nice Battie… but, be careful with your scissors.”

Vivian trimmed the excess fur skillfully. “Don’t worry, I was a shearer. I have the skills, but let’s be honest, I think it’s better to shear the fur off entirely. That way, your new fur will grow a lot tidier…”

Lily became nervous and she glared at Vivian. “How dare you! That’s disfigurement!”

After some time, Hao Ren and Vivian had completely returned her tail back to normal. He patted the silky smooth tail a bit and allowed the husky to perform some quality control. She got her a** off the recliner and turned her head; she wagged her tail happily. “It feels so much better now!”

Vivian forced a smile as she cleaned up the fur on the ground. “Just wait and see. It’ll grow out again, at least until tomorrow.

Hao Ren looked at Lily, who was turning her head left and right, trying to get a better view of her own tail. Then, he turned his eyes to the dog fur on the ground and his stomach churned. He never imagined he would see such a thing. Let us put it this way: it was subtle and fun, but mind-challeging. As Vivian cleaned up the fur, he asked, “Can all this fur be made into a scarf?”

He grabbed some silver-white fur in his hand. The fur felt as smooth as silk and had a peculiar elasticity to it. The thought of the fur being cut from Lily’s tail gave him an awkward feeling. Unlike Hao Ren, Vivian had no particular feelings towards the fur. She could not even differentiate underfur from normal fur. “You can’t make scarf with it just like that. It can’t be spun into yarn. But, I can process it with magic, making it more or less like wool. It’ll be good for keeping warm…”

“Of course!” Lily was as proud as a peacock. “My ancestors used to monopolise the transport business on both poles. Their anti-cold, anti-forst abilities were unmatched!”

Then, she pinched her white fur with a weird expression on her face. “Why didn’t I think of this before? I shed every year, but I’ve been throwing away all the fur. Such a waste! I should’ve collected them and made myself a pillow.”

Hao Ren’s mind was totally defeated by the challenging conversation. In fact, he had already been severely traumatised when Lily came out of her room like a furry ball this morning, and he had yet to recover from it. Now, his state of mind was basically: I-don’t-give-two-sh*ts anymore. Vivian could do whatever she wanted with the fur; after all, she knew the life of the devilish maiden better than anyone. Nangong Wuyue approached them, feeling curious. Her eyes were on Lily’s tail, but her mind was elsewhere. “Lily, there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you for a long time, but I’m a little hesitant. Why is it that your fur is white?”

Lily was all ears. “Well, it’s because I’m of a higher bloodline! A silver wolf under the full moon; don’t you think it’s cool?”

“But, the last time I checked, huskys aren’t in that colour…”