Zheng Tan returned to the Jiao family soaking wet. He had spent too much time in the snow-covered outdoors, and it was snowing heavily when he went out.
Fortunately, his fur was thick enough to keep him warm. However, the cold wind made him shiver uncontrollably.
Seeing Zheng Tan return with his fur all wet, Little Youzi hurriedly took out a hairdryer to dry him off.
"With that much snow outside, no other cats were seen in the courtyard, except our Heitan who took a stroll," Jiao Yuan said.
"And Sahara too."
As they were speaking, a series of barks came from downstairs. Zheng Tan heard them clearly—those were indeed Sahara's barks. However, this time, they sounded significantly weaker, lacking the usual spirit and enthusiasm of when it ran outside.
