The group stared blankly for a moment as the fat cat gave chase, then burst into roaring laughter.
Ye Wushuang shook his head and smiled as well. "Alright," he called out to the others, "let's gather the Spirit Medicine first."
At his words, the group reined in their smiles and turned to get back to work.
"Wait, something's not right!" Qiu Mo, who had just turned around, suddenly seemed to recall something. His eyes flickered as he stared in the direction the fat cat had disappeared, muttering as if trying to place a memory, "Wushuang, that rat from a moment ago... I feel like it looked a bit like the legendary Treasure-Seeking Rat."
"Treasure-Seeking Rat? Are you sure?"
Ye Wushuang was taken aback as well. He had heard of the Treasure-Seeking Rat, having read about it in some Ancient Texts. The creature had a special sense for the aura of treasures, capable of locating precious items in ruins and Secret Realms. It was a natural-born master of finding treasure!
