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Zhao Yao mumbled as he heard the cat's ear-splitting shrieks, "What's wrong with this silly cat? Why is he making a fuss again?"

However, he remembered that his job was not yet complete. Hence, he raised his hand in the air and began knocking on the door.

"Excuse me, Miss. I think you have forgotten about something."

Inside the apartment, a man pointed his katana at the pale-looking girl who had previously opened the door for Zhao Yao. Beside him stood a mature woman who sported a pixie cut. At her feet laid the Pallas's cat which had been knocked unconscious.

The mature woman's forehead puckered together as she remarked, "What's wrong with that guy? Why is he still here?"

The man who had the katana in his hand asked, "Do you need me to get rid of him?"