A scenic small mountain village.
Smoke from cooking fires spiraled up into the air.
Hardworking people stepped out of their doorways and began their day's work.
At that moment, a thunderous roar erupted from Cat Sister's house.
"Lu Lin, I want you dead!"
Lying on the bed, Qing Yu, after confirming his safety, thought of the experiences he had with the Icefield Clan last night.
"What's going on?"
"How can there be a man's voice in Cat Sister's house?"
"Cat Sister, Cat Sister, you should go back and have a look."
Upon hearing the noise, Cat Sister did not need urging from others. She came up to her door, intending to open it, but it opened from the inside.
Qing Yu, who had regained his composure, stepped out of the house. Seeing Cat Sister, he realized that this cute catwoman must have saved him last night.
"Hello, Cat Sister. I am Qing Yu. Thank you so much for saving me last night."
"No, no problem."
