The call ended, and the bloody glow on the Eternal World Painting faded.
Feng Bei had lost interest midway through the conversation and wandered off to groom her cat's fur in the moonlit garden.
Seeing Zheng Xiu end the call, Feng Bei looked up and smiled. "You want to go to Lu Town yourself?"
Zheng Xiu was looking down, pondering the ins and outs of the case. Hearing Feng Bei's voice, he was taken aback for a moment before shaking his head with a laugh. "That's you, alright. It's like you're a worm in my belly—you know my thoughts inside and out."
The "worm" comparison made Feng Bei puff out her cheeks.
The Orange Cat looked up too, the fur on its head bristling, its expression matching Feng Bei's.
Feng Bei: "A worm? That's disgusting."
The cat: "MEOW MEOW!"
Zheng Xiu dug a finger in his ear. He could have sworn the stupid cat was using this as an excuse to curse him out again.
After a moment, Feng Bei sighed softly. "You're not going to let me go, are you?"
