The next day was Sunday.
Sunday was light snow.
Both in terms of the solar term and in reality, it was indeed light snow.
At the break of dawn, tiny snowflakes began to drift down in the campus, resembling salt and sand, whispering softly, painting a thick grey-blue between the heaven and earth. Overnight, the world seemed to grow a tad colder.
The black cat weaved its way through the campus in small steps, shivering involuntarily.
Yes, the black cat.
After transforming into a cat and taking a stroll around the Wandering Bar last night, Zheng Qing thought his next transformation would be a week later. Unexpectedly, only a night had passed when he received a message from the Wandering Bar—it had recently received information about those 'Ravens'.
This forced the young cost student to perform the transformation again in a short amount of time.
"This is definitely the last time this week!"
