The silvery-gray snake molt lay quietly beneath the grass nest, resembling a discarded strip of burlap. Its tiny scales shimmered with mysterious colors in the cat's eyes.
Perhaps because it was near the lakeside, the humidity made the snake molt somewhat slippery, which was also why Black Cat had just slipped and fallen.
The frolicking black and white cats both stopped in their tracks the moment they saw the snake molt.
It was because this snake molt was exactly what everyone had been seeking for a long time—the trace left by Liu Fei Fei's pet snake. Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu, among others, had seen that snake more than once, and the scent was unmistakable; they could not possibly mistake it.
The two cats were silent for a few seconds before Xiao Bai let out a shriek and took off, quickly disappearing into the bushes, vanishing from Black Cat's sight.
Zheng Qing took a while to realize that Xiao Bai had run away.