「The next day, at dawn.」
Hong Yu woke up feeling refreshed and looking sharp. He was in peak condition, basking in the glow of his recent success.
Mao Mei'Er had grown even more captivating, now with the alluring charm of a mature woman. She moved with a light, graceful gait, with the Saintess, Miaomiao, by her side.
The moment Miaomiao saw Hong Yu, her eyes welled up with tears of grievance. With a soft "MEOW," she pounced on him, clinging to his neck. "Master, you're mean! You ignored Miaomiao!"
"..."
Hong Yu was utterly exasperated and shot Mao Mei'Er a look, pleading for help.
Mao Mei'Er spread her hands and shrugged. "Miaomiao absolutely refuses to stay here," she said with a light laugh. "She insists on coming with us!"
"Alright!"
Hong Yu nodded, then said helplessly, "But can you get her off me? Showing up with a little girl clinging to my chest is just ridiculous, isn't it?"
