The End Times as a Song

Chapter 592 Don't Get Close to the Fox

Lin Yin snorted coldly, a sneer playing on his lips, and slowly approached Huan Rugo. With each step he took closer, Huan Rugo could feel an invisible pressure bearing down on her.

"You say it's not true, then it's not true...! I believe you...! But I don't believe the little fox...!" Lin Yin's voice grew colder and colder, the last few words almost squeezed out between clenched teeth. His tall figure enveloped Huan Rugo, leaving her nowhere to escape.

"You are not allowed to go near the little fox again...!" Lin Yin commanded in an unquestionable tone, while reaching out to grab Huan Rugo's shoulder.

"Ah! This...! This...!" Huan Rugo subconsciously took two steps back, a troubled look on her face. Her eyes flickered uncertainly as she pondered how to deal with this tricky situation.

"Is it difficult?" Seeing Huan Rugo's hesitation, Lin Yin took another step closer, so close that they could smell each other's scent.

Huan Rugo lowered her head, biting her lip, lost in thought. She knew that if she told Lin Yin the truth, the consequences would be unimaginable, but if she continued to hide it, she didn't know how to end things. Just then, her heart skipped a beat, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Huan Rugo knew Lin Yin's stubborn and obstinate nature perfectly well. Therefore, when faced with his question, even though the facts were clear—the matter was incredibly difficult—she dared not utter a single word of the truth, fearing she would anger this unapproachable man. So, she had no choice but to lie, repeatedly muttering, "It's not difficult, it's not difficult...it really isn't that difficult!"

However, to Huan Rugo's utter surprise, her flawed lie was ruthlessly exposed by Lin Yin in an instant. Lin Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of suspicion and displeasure in his gaze, and coldly questioned, "Lying again...?"

Hearing this, Huan Rugo felt a little embarrassed, and her pretty face instantly turned bright red. But she was, after all, a woman with a temper, and she couldn't help but say coquettishly, "Oh dear, whatever I say is wrong, right? Humph, anyway, I've already told you, believe it or not...!" As she spoke, she deliberately turned her head to the side, pretending to be angry and ignoring Lin Yin.

Lin Yin gazed silently at Huan Rugo before him, a surge of emotion welling up within him as his thoughts drifted away. He knew that forcing Huan Rugo like this was not a good strategy, but it seemed he had no other choice at the moment. Even if Huan Rugo reluctantly agreed, would that cunning little fox give up so easily?

Thinking of this, Lin Yin frowned deeply, as if two mountain peaks stood across his forehead, and his eyes revealed a profound and indescribable worry. That cunning fox had harbored ill intentions and was eyeing A-Huan with predatory intent from the very beginning; the potential danger it posed was self-evident. After all, foxes are inherently cunning and unpredictable; who can truly fathom their deepest thoughts and intentions?

Especially when considering that this fox might be doing this to save its mother's last glimmer of hope, the possibility of it resorting to any means necessary, even with only a one in ten thousand chance, was enough to terrify Lin Yin. Because even the slightest possibility could plunge A-Huan into utter ruin, making her an innocent victim in this life-or-death struggle.