Meng laughed upon hearing the Nine-tailed Fox's words, and her frown deepened, "How do you know all of this, and who on earth are you?"
The expression of the Little Nine-tailed Fox now was entirely different from the innocent and vulnerable one he had when she first saw him.
The Little Nine-tailed Fox now seemed far more mature than the eight or nine-year-old human form he had transformed into initially; his gaze had grown deeper, suggesting he had experienced much.
Only someone who had been through a lot would have such profound eyes. Meng used to be that innocent, but now, after going through so much, her eyes could no longer maintain that pure clarity.
This was why Meng always had things she couldn't let go of; even considering many things because each decision she made could alter someone's entire fate. If the change was successful, the person was fortunate, but if it failed, many more would suffer as she had.