"How are preparations going?" Song Min asked. It was late at night, and the children were soundly asleep.
After a week of putting them together, the feral kittens finally started purring and acting friendly. If he had known it would be this effective, he would have done it earlier to save himself the headache.
Five performers knelt before Song Min at the pavilion as he admired the moon reflected in the pond. There was no place in Luoyang more scenic than his headquarters. During the day, these were the most sought-after performers. By night, the five of them transformed into the Ghost Troupe generals.
