Cat Thief

In the following days, Xia Yu started to look for his own cat-servant. For some reason, those who were interested in him were either muscular men or greasy women.

He could only use the cold treatment to reject them all.

Near four o'clock, another person came to see the cats — a woman who looked about fifty years old.

The old lady was well-dressed and looked energetic. She walked around the backyard and then came to Xia Yu.

The reason for using "again" is that this was not her first visit.

Xia Yu had seen her three times already.

The shopkeeper enthusiastically introduced Xia Yu to the old lady.

Xia Yu couldn't understand what they were saying, but from the old lady's expression, she seemed very interested. However, in the end, she didn't buy him.

After the old lady left, the shopkeeper put Xia Yu back into the cage and closed up shop.

There were still five minutes to go before four o'clock, and Xia Yu lay in the cage, eating cat food and lamenting the laziness of the people in the second district.

Closing the shop before four o'clock, can you believe it?

He then thought about the old lady again. She didn't give off a comfortable feeling, nor a repulsive feeling.

Unfortunately, she didn't seem to want to buy him.

After thinking for a moment, anxiety rose up in Xia Yu's heart.

He stood up and reflected on the reason for his anxiety.

Was he worried about not being sold?

Worried about being given to a bad person?

No, although Xia Yu wanted to find a cat servant, he wasn't in a hurry. As a highly intelligent cat, he could live on his own, like earning money by performing on the streets or following a wealthy woman back home.

He had a psychic sense that allowed him to judge whether a person was malicious or kind.

The cage door was simple, and he could even escape on his own.

If it wasn't for this reason, then why was he so anxious?

He used a method of elimination and thought about what he had been thinking about that caused his anxiety.

Soon, he figured out the direction.

It was after he thought about that old lady that he became anxious.

Having carefully considered the old lady's situation again, Xia Yu couldn't find an answer.

If it were his own body, Xia Yu could attribute the anxiety to physical discomfort or other reasons, but this was a white cat's body, and the white cat had a psychic ability.

The feelings that appeared on the young couple and the strong men were also due to the psychic senses.

That is to say, the anxiety was not unfounded; something was going to happen.

What could an old lady do? Would she buy him and abuse him?

Abuse seemed unlikely, as Xia Yu didn't feel any disgust towards her.

But he didn't have a good feeling either.

Could it be that the old lady was not here to buy a cat, but rather to buy the building, take over the cat shop, and drive them all out?

Then, they all became idols and saved the pet shop?

This was a plot from an anime, not something that could happen in reality.

After returning to his own body, Xia Yu was still thinking about this matter.

It would be a shame to lose the psychic skill he envied so much.

If only he could understand what those people were saying, guessing like this would lead to who knew what!

During his practice on the guzheng with Kong Hanyue, he was somewhat distracted and was scolded by Liu Ronglan several times.

When he returned home, he entered his room anxiously awaiting the clock to strike twelve, the time for the game to refresh.

But now there was still an hour and a half before midnight.

Picking up a book and glancing at it, Xia Yu couldn't calm down.

The only comfort he had was that the game hadn't issued a warning about the danger to White Cat's body.

The hour hand was pointing at eleven, the minute hand at fifty-nine, and he stared at the second hand as it dragged its slow pace closer to twelve.

As the second hand reached twelve, Xia Yu clicked on the third column.

After a brief moment of darkness, he entered White Cat's body.

At this time, the cat store was very quiet, with only the sound of cats purring echoing.

With the help of night vision and the light from the supermarket across the street seeping through the window, Xia Yu could see the surroundings clearly.

There was no difference in the surroundings as compared to the daytime, but the feeling of uneasiness was still there and even more intense.

Was something about to happen?

Extending his claws, Xia Yu unlocked his own cage, ready to run at any time.

At one o'clock, the clock on the wall chimed, and a sound came from the direction of the backyard.

The back door was opened, and a shadow walked in, shining a flashlight and looking at the cats around.

It seemed to be just a cat thief, but Xia Yu didn't dare to underestimate it.

This was the second district with a gentle folk style, who knows if someone might find you cute and send you to meet God.

Xia Yu's muscles tensed, ready to escape, but he didn't run immediately because he didn't feel any danger, and he was a cat with great skill and courage.

What did this shadow have to do with the old lady during the day?

When the thief approached him, Xia Yu saw the figure clearly, it was the old lady from the daytime.

The well-dressed old lady during the day turned out to be a cat thief at night?

Upon seeing Xia Yu, the old lady was delighted, she took him out and whispered a bunch of incomprehensible words.

If the old lady made any move to harm the cat, Xia Yu was ready to give her a swift kick in the face.

As a cat, Xia Yu was confident in his fighting skills, especially at night when cats were in their element.

However, just as he had sensed, the old lady didn't make any harmful move.

She stuffed Xia Yu into her coat and exited the cat shop the way she had entered, quickly crossing two streets before releasing him.

As Xia Yu watched the old lady hurry, he wondered what she was up to.

The panic in his heart had disappeared after the old lady took him out, and it seemed that nothing would happen.

So this old lady just wanted to steal a cat?

But judging by her appearance and dress, she didn't seem like someone who couldn't afford a cat.

Perhaps it was a special hobby? Only stolen cats would give her a sense of accomplishment?

Xia Yu ignored the fact that appearances could be deceptive, and after the old lady walked five streets and arrived at a remote and rundown residential area, he realized that his guess was wrong.

The walls of the residential area were mottled, and the roads were dirty and messy.

The old lady had come to steal him, and she was actually a poor person in disguise.

Trying to keep me without any financial means?

Xia Yu felt that he couldn't be so casual, as he was no longer a black cat of a leopard flower breed, but rather a white Persian breed, a noble among elegant cats.

While the other party was not paying attention, he should head back to the pet store.

After entering the old lady's house, Xia Yu became even more determined to run away; the house was too small and shabby, with the only decent aspect being its cleanliness.

In this house, Xia Yu could only bid farewell to the delicious cat food and canned food, as he would have to eat leftovers all day.

"Tina, Tina!" The old lady held Xia Yu and softly called out.

"Grandma." A little girl sat up from a bed on one side, rubbing her eyes drowsily.

"What is this?" The old lady handed Xia Yu to the girl.