The Persian cat had disappeared.
Fu Sichen immediately searched all four corners of the room. Even then, the Persian cat was nowhere to be found!
"A cat? We didn't see any cat…" The hotel manager gulped nervously, "Best Actor Fu, I can assure you that we take the security of our guests very seriously. We don't have any gaps when it comes to hotel security."
The man on the sofa was wearing a black shirt with his sleeves rolled up, exposing his lean and muscular arms. He had a cigarette in one hand, with his other hand resting on the back of the sofa. He listened indifferently before raising his head. His eyes looked as if they had come from the darkest abyss, and the expression on his face was frosty.
The young hotel manager didn't have the guts to keep talking. She nervously took a few steps back.
"Best… Best Actor Fu." The young lady was close to tears by this point, and her voice was shaking badly, "I… I… I really don't know where your cat went."
