The sound was like a wisp of mysterious ripple, suddenly dissipating into the air, too quickly to capture.
She instinctively turned her head to look, only to see the long, narrow stage stairs winding through the darkness, leading to an unknown dark blue mist at the end. She guessed it was probably a stage effect light forgotten to be turned off by the staff, the smoke spreading as if it had life.
Everything in the mist was faintly discernible, and suddenly, she heard a slight sound again.
This time she heard it distinctly, it was a cat meowing!
There's a cat near the stage!
"Meow—" Another sound, winding and lingering, enchanting and lazy.
A small black cat with sleek fur emerged from the blue mist, walking gracefully and silently downward. If it weren't for the drawn-out meows, Su Xingyu wouldn't have noticed this mesmerizing creature in the darkness at all.
Its tail was held high, conceited, reigning over everything.
