In the inn…
"Here, I'll return the cat to you."
Xu Xiaoshou let out a breath, and the little guy in his hand swooned.
He handed the cat back to the servant and waved him out of the room.
The servant took the cat and walked out of the door. His face was full of disbelief.
What was this supposed to mean?
If he was not absorbed in his hobby of causing explosions, was he interested in pinching cats?
'What a barbaric and strange fetish. Indeed, there are all kinds of fish in the sea.'
He felt sorry for the cat and stroked it with his hand gently.
This was the fortune cat in their store. Though he had expected many possibilities, he could not have known that this customer with the surname Xu would ask him to bring the cat over only to pinch it.
Who could think of that?
'What a lunatic!'
"Woo..."
As a result, when he touched the cat, it suddenly screeched. The servant suddenly retracted his hand in fright.
