The evening breeze swept through the bamboo forest, rustling the tips of the stalks before gently drifting into the courtyard.
Outside the bamboo courtyard's fence, Gui Junmeng and the calico cat stared at each other for a long time.
The young woman gently brushed her skirt, crouched down, and took a piece of pastry from her robes, holding it in her palm.
As if understanding her intent, the calico cat padded forward with light steps, its supple body swaying as it slowly approached her feet and lowered its head to eat the pastry.
After finishing, the calico cat affectionately rubbed against her calf.
Gui Junmeng reached out and stroked its fur, one gentle and meticulous motion at a time, from its head to its neck, and then all the way down its fluffy tail.
The little stray cat narrowed its eyes, its expression one of pure bliss as a soft purr rumbled in its throat.
Meanwhile, inside the courtyard, Xiao Mo was lost in deep thought, mulling over what Daoist Yun Xi had just said.
