Pei Shaoqing didn't bring many people with him on his return to the Capital City.
But he had a full six carriages.
Aside from the one for passengers, the other five were mainly loaded with supplies: the four women's clothes and jewelry, lingerie intended as gifts to break into the market, and provisions like dried fish and mouse crisps to reward the Mao Camp spies.
Clad in his Golden Armor, General Li lay atop one of the carriages, his legs casually kicked up. He swayed with the jolts, squinting his eyes in comfort and contentment.
Beside him was his own personal bundle.
"Here, kitty. Want a bite?" Shen Zhen rode up beside the carriage, offering General Li a piece of meat jerky.
Everyone else watched on with a smile.
They all knew General Li was extremely intelligent. Whenever they ran into him on duty in the city, they would try to tease him, but the cat had never paid them much mind.
But the more General Li ignored them...
