"—The plaque on the main gate just broke recently and hasn't been replaced yet, right?"
Coming out of the Xuanhuang Wood Small World, Yellow Flowered Cat suddenly looked at Zheng Qing and very solemnly brought up this little matter: "While it's still early, do you want to go see what plaque they hung up?"
Still early?
Zheng Qing looked up at the hazy moon hanging half-high in the sky and the heavy night, feeling a bit speechless.
"Maybe to cat eyes, night and day look about the same, but to us Humans, the difference is still pretty obvious." The young dean grumbled, but he didn't reject the Flower Cat's suggestion, and turned to walk toward where the main gate was.
Yellow Flowered Cat narrowed its eyes with a grin, tail cocked up, walking lightly at his side.
Zheng Qing caught that scene out of the corner of his eye.
"Why did you suddenly start smiling?" He slowed his pace suspiciously.
"…I thought of something happy." Flower Cat gave a dry cough, whiskers twitching slightly.
