Not far from Zheng Tan, in the courtyard of a household, lay a cat, an ordinary house cat. As Zheng Tan had walked this way just before, he had heard that house cat calling out a few times with a somewhat arrogant tone. Perhaps, for it, this place was its own territory, and upon seeing Zheng Tan, it provocatively called out a few times, proving its courage wasn't small.
But now, that house cat was cowering in a corner, its eyes round with fear as it stared at the strange cat under the night sky. Maybe it knew who that was, or maybe not, but without a doubt, its eyes were filled with fear and it shrank back, as if facing a creature one level higher on the food chain in nature.
That feeling was very strange.
If it weren't for his special circumstances, Zheng Tan probably would have crouched in a corner just like that house cat, silently daring not to make a sound, afraid to make any sudden movements.
Could that cat be of the same origin as Lord and the others?
