A quiet beat passed between the two.
Then White Fur's voice shifted, gentler, touched by something deeper.
"I still think… you went too far. With what you said to me earlier."
Midas turned to her, his voice low.
"I'm sorry."
He hesitated.
"I saw you cut your own tails off to survive. I never forgot that. But now—they're back. How?"
White Fur was silent for a long moment.
She glanced at Liu Mei's fading silhouette.
Then, far beyond her, as if through memory itself.
Finally, she turned to Midas with a small, wistful smile.
"It's a secret."
Midas smiled at the respond.
"At least we managed to break the fifth floor's rules with our little scuffle," Midas said, brushing dust from his robes as he gazed at the aftermath of their battle.
White Fur, still in her massive fox form, sat quietly beside him, her tails slowly swaying. Her eyes followed Liu Mei and Shan Yifeng as they climbed.
