A Thousand-Year-Old Fox Spirit Moves Into My Home

Zhang Yue: Cold and proud? Not writing it! Hmph.

Xiao He: Can't be bothered. Readers don't like it, so there's no point writing it.

Hua Li: Well, well, mortal. Feeling bold, asking this fox spirit to write the blurb?

Tang Tian: I'm rich. I don't care. Not writing it.

Li Yu: I'm minding the shop. No time.

(The characters who haven't appeared yet and the bit players jostle forward, pens in hand, eager to get a turn.) Get out of the way! If they won't write it, we will! Demon Venerable Xiao Tianqi activates the Demon-Attracting Art, blasting the other bit players aside and charging to the front. But before he can even appear, his name vanishes as soon as it's written. He turns a frosty gaze on the person in charge and threatens them.) Xiao Mao, who won't eat fish heads, hurry up and write! Get us into the story already! We're dying to write the blurb!