With a busy day at the Security Bureau behind him, Fang Ze returned home exhausted.
Once home, Fang Ze glanced at the Green Wood Fox sprawled on the sofa, which knew only to eat and sleep all day, and asked, "One Two Three, has anyone been in the house?"
Hearing Fang Ze's words, One Two Three lifted its fox head, gave Fang Ze a look, and shook its head, indicating that no one had.
Fang Ze nodded slightly, then went to freshen up, feeling more relaxed.
Meanwhile, the Flower God in the bedroom also heard the conversation between Fang Ze and One Two Three. She cursed silently, calling him a "stupid dog," then began to cautiously sense the aura around Fang Ze.
But what surprised her was the faint trace of her own aura on Fang Ze's body, which, like rootless duckweed, was gradually dissipating over time.
"Strange..."
"It's not him..."
"What exactly is going on?"
Thinking this, the Flower God hesitated, "Could it be... this person is related to Pang Men?"
