Intro. The mist at Huaqing Peak rolled gently, carrying the smell of spirit flowers and moonlight dancing on the leaves. Two shadows appeared slowly—Xiao Li, a white fox that was four hundred years old but still liked to look cute, and Zhi Zhu, a purple spider spirit that was three hundred years old, laughing little like a bad boy. "Honey!" They exclaimed in unison, his voice echoing softly among the fog. Xiao Li jumped up a little, his tail curled around Honey's legs, "I used to see him~" he said as he bit his lip. Zhi Zhu muzzled his mouth, pulling on the glittering fine silk mesh, "It's unfair! I've been knitting a love net all night!"They're both fighting for hands, honey, each of them doesn't want to lose. Despite living for centuries, their souls remain young—sometimes jealous, sometimes spoiled, always wanting to be pampered. And under Huaqing's moonlight, their laughter echoed like an old song that only Sylus could understand.