"They're here already? That was fast," Mr. Hei said with a wry smile.
"They actually dared to show up. Who gave them the dog-like nerve? No, cat-like nerve." Bai Qi gathered his disheveled hair and hastily tied it into a ponytail. Even now, he hadn't forgotten the time he'd possessed a dog, which was why all detestable things should be cat-related—the domain of his partner, Mr. Hei.
"Hehehe, why wouldn't we dare? We'll get rid of you to clear our path." As the ripples in the air faded, two men appeared.
It was the Black and White Impermanence in historical attire. The fake ones, of course.
"Seventh Brother, Eighth Brother, save me!" Amidst the tense atmosphere, Leopard Tail's dry howl echoed, his voice still so faint it was hard to make out, coming from the fake Mr. Hei's pocket.
But with the powerful figures present, how could they possibly not hear it?
