The Criteria to Reach the Final Pitstop

The morning was cold, the sky was blue, and the sunlight looked particularly grimmer than usual, dying everything in its path a ghoulish white color. The half-moon still hung in the sky while a hue of pinkish tangerine had appeared on the sky in the east.

Retracting her gaze from the beautiful horizon, Lin Sanjiu sighed. She looked over to the cat and the Soul and decided to go rough this time. She asked, again, the question with a stern tone, "Have you two decided? It's way too risky--"

"Don't you worry about that. We'll be fine," The cat doctor interrupted her while giving her a comforting nod. His watery emerald eyes blinked owlishly, "Although his temper is bad, I think he's not a bad guy. Besides, as a doctor, I can't leave my recovering patient roaming around freely alone."