"I know that you came to the He Family because my son invited you to investigate my missing corpse. Tonight, I will appear in my son's dream to set his mind at ease." As the old fox spoke, he glanced at the distant bushes, "Isn't your companion hiding there recording everything? Once I visit my son's dream, you can show him a bit of the recording from tonight, and he will naturally believe it."
As he said this, the old fox's body suddenly shook, and his fox face slowly transformed into the kind visage of an old lady—identical to the portrait of Mrs. He that Chen Yan had seen in the He Family Mansion.
Chen Yan was taken aback: "You knew that my companion was hiding behind the bushes?"
Mrs. He smiled: "Your Qi Concealment Technique is flawless. However... I am a demon cultivator, more specifically, of the fox race.
I don't need spells or Qi Observation; I could smell the human scent on you from dozens of meters away."
