Hei Dongxie spoke coldly at this time, "Let me make it clear, I have no interest in the story of a childless cat-loving woman."
"What do you mean by childless cat-loving woman?" Lin Yunfang asked, puzzled.
"It refers to... ah, never mind, it's not important," Hei Dongxie didn't elaborate further; otherwise, readers would inevitably curse in this chapter, accusing you, Black Spark, of having only updated five chapters last month and now even padding the word count with personal touches, rhetorically asking whether your conscience had been eaten by dogs and so on. He went straight to the point, "So, tell me, what's the matter?"
"A few weeks ago, I saw a middle-aged man wearing a conical hat near the neighborhood," Nie Yuan scratched his head and said, "The man had a cat on his shoulder. Um... he often appears near the neighborhood because it's rare to see someone with a cat on the shoulder, so I kind of remember him."