"The losses are devastating, devastating..."
As Zhang Lin mentioned the foxes in the Security Bureau, the golden raven hopped and turned around, spreading its colorful black wings, pointing at its own rump with the tip of a feather.
Where the tail feathers should have been, there was now not a single feather left, just a bare bird butt.
Jin Wu looked woeful and silently turned to Master Fuli, "Fuli, my butt is freezing cold and hurts....."
Master Fuli is renowned far and wide, and even the Spirit Beasts within the Security Bureau would give him respect.
The foxes caught by the Security Bureau, in a certain sense, all came from the same mountain as Master Fuli, and might all share some distant kinship.
But precisely because of this suspected kinship, those Spirit Beasts living in the research institute naturally helped open the door when they heard the foxes loudly proclaiming their desire to roam free.
