Chapter 450

Wyatt saw the intentions in the red fox's gaze, which was almost human-like in terms of emotion. So, he asked, "Do you want me to treat your wound?" The red fox's eyes brimmed with longing as it nodded like a person and wagged its tail. "But you did something wrong. You used dark arts to control my friend and trapped him in an illusion. Then, you drained his spirit energy. That's unforgivable," he said calmly. The red fox seemed to want to express something but couldn't speak human words. So, it scratched its ears in frustration and looked at him pitifully. "Your psychic power is strong, right? We can communicate through that." Wyatt smiled faintly and used his telepathy. Telepathy was versatile. It enabled seamless communication without language, like modern electromagnetic signals transmitting information. The red fox was startled. It understood him, but it had never encountered a human with powers of telepathy before. It wondered if Wyatt indeed possessed this ability. The re