A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Meanwhile, Ahri's heavily made-up face first turned pale, then quickly flushed red, and finally turned completely black, like the bottom of a pot.

She understood.

She understood Su Xiaoxiao's buttoning motion and the look of disgust on her face.

That wasn't acting; it was genuine contempt from the bottom of my heart.

This is worse than scolding her a thousand or ten thousand times.

The slap landed squarely on her face, even through the internet cable, making her dizzy, her ears ring and her vision blur, and making her wish she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into!

It’s over.

It's all over.

From this day forward, Ah Li is officially nailed to the pillar of shame in the live streaming world.

From now on, whenever someone mentions her, they will remember this day, and the woman across from her who wouldn't even give her a second glance and humiliated her by buttoning her clothes.

This feud has become huge! She'll remember this humiliation for the rest of her life!

"ah--!!"

Ahri finally couldn't hold back anymore, letting out a short, tearful scream. No longer caring about her image or the live stream, she suddenly reached out—

"Snapped!"

Her screen went black instantly.

They ended the broadcast immediately.

They chickened out, and completely collapsed.

"Tch, boring."

Su Xiaoxiao pouted and glanced listlessly at the barrage of comments and gifts still scrolling wildly on her screen, comments that she couldn't understand at all.

Humans are strange.

Do you enjoy seeing her cold face? Do you enjoy being disliked by her? And you even give her money?

I don't understand.

Little Daodao is still the best. Although he can be a bit sharp-tongued sometimes, she likes it.

She extended her slender finger and gently tapped the "Close Live Stream" button.

The world is now peaceful.

She placed the enamel mug on Ji Zuodao's table, pushed the cookie bag back, patted off imaginary cookie crumbs from her hands, lightly jumped off the chair, ran to Ji Zuodao's side, and looked up at him with bright, sparkling eyes:

"Hey kid, I did it! Didn't let you down?"

Ji Zuodao looked at her "seeking praise" expression, then at the black screen opposite him, and at Su Xiaoxiao's live stream where the number of fans and the balance of gifts were still rising even after the broadcast ended...

"I didn't lose face."

He reached out and ruffled Su Xiaoxiao's soft hair, grinning from ear to ear.

"Well done."

"Let's go, let's pack up."

He stood up, stretched his wrists, and glanced out the window in a certain direction, where he could vaguely see the location of a high-end apartment complex in Jinghai City.

"The online slap in the face is over."

"It's time for real-life interactions."

……

In the distance, in the apartment where Ahri lived, the sound of things being smashed was deafening and chaotic.

The cosmetic bottle was smashed to pieces, and powder and eyeshadow were smeared all over the floor;

The ring light used for the live broadcast was knocked over, and its stand was twisted and deformed.

The plush toys and cheap jewelry given by fans were all torn to shreds, with fluff and sequins flying everywhere under the lights.

"Why! Why! Why her?!"

A shrill female voice echoed through the exquisitely decorated apartment, tinged with sobs, but mostly filled with hysterical resentment.

If her fans were to barge in right now, they would never recognize who this woman, who is now smashing things up like a madwoman, is.

The captivating and alluring Ahri who appeared on camera in the live stream has long since disappeared.

The person sitting on the messy sofa ruins, chest heaving, hair disheveled, eyes bloodshot...

How to put it? Square face, squinty eyes, and not just a little bit ugly.

It's not just ugly; it's completely unrelated to words like "beautiful" or "alluring" used to describe vixens.

What's worse, her two ears sticking up on her head and the tail trailing behind her were not the bright red, shiny, fluffy, and alluring tail she had during the live stream.

Instead, it was grayish-brown with dull, brownish fur, black tips on its ears, and a thin, small tail with no luster.

This is Ahri's true nature.

What a fiery red fox, what a charming face, it's all fake.

"Why...why?!"

Ahri growled in a hoarse voice, her voice distorted by anger and intense emotional turmoil, sounding almost like a sob.

She looked down at her hands.

The fingers are not thin, the knuckles are prominent, and the skin is rough.

Looking up again, she caught a glimpse of the face reflected in the dressing mirror beside her—a face that made her want to gouge her own eyes out.

"Why do you look down on me?! Huh?!"

"Why is it that she... she gets to look like that?! She doesn't have to do anything, just sit there and people fawn over her, people give her money?!"

"We're both foxes! Why is she the celestial being, and I have to look like this?!"

"I tried so hard! I practiced my expressions in front of the mirror every day! I studied fashion! I learned talents! I even... I even learned those despicable seductive arts!"

She became more and more agitated as she spoke, and then grabbed a decorative item and smashed it hard against the mirror.

"Splash—!"

The mirror shattered, and countless fragments reflected her distorted, mediocre face, filled with resentment and bitterness.

The illusion has been broken.

It's completely broken.

In the past, whether it was live streaming or daily life, she always wore a carefully maintained illusion.

That illusion was incredibly sophisticated; it was her most treasured skill.

She spent a fortune and took shortcuts to achieve her current level of skill, which is indistinguishable from the real thing.

Even cameras and electronic devices couldn't detect her deception, allowing her to live a glamorous life in front of others as a "beautiful anchorwoman."

But just now, in the live stream, I was humiliated by the look the other person, Fire Fox, gave me, and by that buttoning-up-your-button gesture...

After the broadcast ended, her pent-up feelings of inferiority, jealousy, and anger, accumulated over countless years, erupted like a volcano.

Under the intense emotional turmoil, her demonic power became disordered, and the illusion that had been maintained for countless years and had almost become her second skin shattered completely with a "rip" sound, just like it was made of paper.

It revealed its truest and most unbearable true nature.

Ahri slumped down amidst a pile of debris and trash, hugging her knees, burying her face in them, her shoulders shrugging.

Yeah, why should we?

When others mention fox spirits, they think of incomparably beautiful and alluring women with voluptuous breasts and slender waists, whose eyes can steal the souls of scholars with a mere glance.

That's pretty much the case.

Qingqiu, Yousu, Tushan... all those fox clans with names and surnames, as long as they have successfully cultivated and transformed into human form, regardless of gender, their appearance is generally ridiculously high.

It's like God is feeding us.

The reason I say "basic" is...

Because there are always exceptions.

In every ethnic group, there are always one or two individuals who drag down the average.

Within the fox clan, there is a branch that can be described as a beauty wasteland in the fox world.

She single-handedly lowered the average appearance level of the entire fox clan.

When other fox clan members mentioned it, they all tacitly chose to ignore it, pretending that they didn't have such a relative.

This branch is the Tibetan fox.

Other foxes cultivate to human form, and their beauty is described as "a smile that could launch a thousand ships, leaving all the beauties of the imperial harem pale in comparison."

A Tibetan fox transforming into human form...tsk, that scene is too beautiful, most foxes wouldn't dare to look.

Some cynical clansmen privately complained that their smiles were so sharp that "a hundred grasses wither and no living thing exists within a ten-mile radius."

It's not that they're inherently bad, it's mainly their appearance...

It's too realistic, too down-to-earth, and too full of a carefree attitude of "let it grow however it wants" and a self-righteous confidence of "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a square-faced fox before?"

And Ah Li, unfortunately, is a Tibetan fox.

Before she took human form, she nestled in the highland meadow, listening to the legends about fox spirits, still harboring a little bit of unrealistic fantasy in her heart.

It's said that fox spirits become incredibly beautiful after transforming into human form, maybe... maybe Tibetan foxes are the same?

Maybe their original forms were more distinctive, and their transformations were a pleasant surprise?

Finally, after much stumbling and struggling, she reached the day she could transform into human form. Filled with excitement and trepidation, she looked at a puddle of water in the cave—

"..."

At that moment, Ah Li thought it would be better to let her be a Tibetan fox for the rest of her life.