Under the moonlight, three black cats, two big and one small, were walking slowly along the moonlit path.
The big black cat on the left had a small green snake hanging from its ear, while the big black cat on the right had a hint of blood-red in its eye. The small black cat in the middle had fur so glossy it shimmered charmingly in the night.
This was a whimsical idea Zheng Qing had just envisioned after leaving Old Yao's office. Unexpectedly, the shadow cat did not refuse his request to accompany him.
Zheng Qing felt it had been a long time since he wandered as a cat.
Experiencing the life of a black gemstone cat through memory and transforming into a cat himself were fundamentally different. The young assistant mused inwardly, happily bidding farewell to the shadow cat at the intersection.
"Thanks for tonight. See you!"
