The next morning…
Warm sunlight filtered into the cave.
Birds chirped outside.
It was so peaceful that Bai Xueyin almost believed last night’s conversation had been a dream.
Almost.
“Mama!”
A fluffy red blur crashed into her.
“Oof!”
Bai Shuyi hugged her tightly.
“I’m hungry!”
Immediately, the other cubs woke up.
“I am too.”
“Me three!”
“Breakfast!”
Within moments, the quiet cave became lively again.
Xueyin smiled helplessly.
“Alright, alright.
One at a time.”
As she helped the cubs wash up, her eyes unconsciously searched the cave entrance.
The silver-eyed man…
Was gone.
There wasn’t even a footprint in the snow.
“…Was it really a dream?” she murmured.
“Mother?”
Bai Chen looked at her curiously.
“You seem distracted.”
Xueyin forced a small smile.
“It’s nothing.”
She decided not to mention the mysterious guardian or the name Mo Cang. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
Not yet.
Not until she understood more herself.
Just then—
A familiar cheerful voice echoed from outside.
“Little Snow Fox!
Breakfast delivery!”
Lin Huan walked into the cave carrying fresh fruit, roasted meat, and warm bread.
Behind him, Wu Ye lazily strolled in with a basket of herbs.
A moment later, Xue Linyuan entered carrying freshly caught fish.
The three males looked at one another.
Xueyin couldn’t help smiling.
For a brief moment, everything felt…
normal.
Then footsteps sounded outside the cave.
Not one pair.
Many.
Everyone immediately became alert.
Xue Linyuan stood.
Wu Ye’s smile disappeared.
Lin Huan quietly placed his basket down.
The cubs instinctively gathered around Xueyin.
A respectful voice came from outside.
“Clan Leader’s daughter, are you inside?”
Xueyin blinked.
That title…
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She stepped outside.
Standing there were over a dozen snow fox tribe members.
Young hunters.
Female beastfolk.
Several elders.
And at their front—
An elderly snow fox man with white hair and kind eyes.
He bowed respectfully.
“Young Miss.”
Xueyin recognized him from inherited memories—not personal memories, just the knowledge of names.
“Elder Han…”
The old man’s eyes became moist.
“You remembered my name.”
Xueyin hesitated.
“…A little.”
It wasn’t entirely a lie.
She remembered names, not experiences.
Elder Han smiled gently and didn’t press further.
“Your father, the Clan Leader, has returned from the northern border.”
Xueyin’s eyes widened.
Her father…
The original Bai Xueyin’s father.
“He heard that you’re alive.”
The elder’s smile softened.
“And he wishes to bring his daughter home.”
Behind Elder Han, every tribe member looked at her with hope.
Waiting for her answer.
While hidden deeper in the forest…
A pair of silver eyes silently watched the reunion from the shadows.
Never leaving Bai Xueyin for even a moment.