As it turned out, Yang Xiao's caution was akin to suspecting a gentleman while harboring a villain's doubts.
Since the white cat no longer harbored any intent to kill him, it naturally wouldn't launch a sneak attack while he was picking the seven-leafed orchids.
Not until the seven-leafed orchids were safely in his bag and Yang Xiao had put some distance between himself and the cat did the white cat show any reaction.
However, its feline mouth did curl up ever so slightly, bearing a hint of mockery as if it were laughing at Yang Xiao's timidity.
What else but fearfulness could it be? Even though the cat had no killing intent, Yang Xiao remained so guarded against it, truly as if he were scared to death.
This cowardly fellow, were it not for that certain connection, the cat wouldn't show him any good face.
After all, killing someone of Yang Xiao's caliber was far too simple for it.
And of course, Yang Xiao was well aware of the cat's mocking demeanor.
