Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

Chapter 507: The leader of the singing sect!

As Dafei listened to his grandmother's story, he felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on his chest and was extremely uncomfortable.

"Really~"

His eyes were instantly filled with tears, and those vague memories of his mother, now wrapped in painful emotions, became clear and heavy.

"Uh-huh……"

His lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word. He could only hold his grandmother's hand tightly, as if this could hold on to the warmth he had once lost.

After a long while, Da Fei tried to calm down his emotions, and asked in a trembling voice with tears in his eyes:

"Grandma, how has the Chang Sect been doing over the past ten years? Does the Chang Sect leader have any way to fight against Chaos?"

Dafei raised his head, his eyes flashing with complex lights, showing both concern for his mother's whereabouts and confusion and expectations for the future.

"Ugh……"

Grandma sighed softly, her eyes looking into the distance, as if lost in memories of the past ten years, and she said slowly:

"These past ten years have been truly difficult. Chaos is like a terrible nightmare, encroaching everywhere and leaving devastation wherever it goes."

"How many beautiful homes have been destroyed, how many kind Peking Opera cats have lost their lives, and how many happy families have been shattered..."

Grandma's voice was slightly choked, and she raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"You have no idea how terrible the world outside has become."

"Every sect is struggling to resist Chaos, but its power is too strong, and many places are plunged into darkness. Everyone is struggling, searching for a glimmer of hope."

Grandma's tone was full of fatigue and vicissitudes, and every word seemed to carry the heaviness accumulated over the past ten years.

"chaos!"

Da Fei listened quietly, his brows furrowed, and his hatred for Hun Dun increased a little more.

He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and secretly vowed to do his part to dispel the chaos.

Grandma paused, as if hesitating whether to continue. After a moment's silence, she continued:

"As one of the Twelve Sects, the Chang Sect was naturally not immune. Over the years, the Chang Sect's disciples have been constantly battling against Chaos, but the sacrifices have been great."

Grandma's speech slowed down, as if she was weighing each word.

"As for the Singing Sect Master..."

When the clan leader was mentioned, grandma's expression instantly became complicated. A hint of disgust flashed across her originally kind face, which was quickly covered up by helplessness. However, Dafei still caught that hint of disgust.

"She's been completely focused on fighting against Chaos and rectifying the sect. Over the years, I haven't seen her care about family matters."

There was a hint of coldness in grandma's tone, and her voice unconsciously lowered, as if she was unspeakably disappointed with the sect leader.

"Yeah……"

Da Fei didn't notice the subtle change in his grandmother's mood. He was completely focused on the situation of Chang Zong. He clenched his fists and his eyes became firm.

"Grandma, no matter what, my friends and I will definitely go to the Chang Sect to help. Maybe if we find the Sect Master, we can find a solution. Maybe... we can even solve the mystery related to Mother."

"..."

Grandma wanted to say something but stopped herself. Her lips moved, but in the end she didn't express her deeper thoughts.

She just patted Dafei's hand lightly and said:

"Child, grandma supports whatever you want to do. But cats are complicated, so you must be more careful when you are out there."

Inside the house, Mo Zi listened to their conversation quietly, with ripples in his heart.

"It seems Dafei also has some mysterious identity!"

She keenly caught the emotions hidden in her grandmother's words, and secretly thought that there might be an unknown entanglement between the leader of the Chang Sect and Dafei's family.

As Dafei listened to his grandmother's words, his doubts grew stronger and he wanted to ask something more.

After hesitating for a moment, Da Fei mustered up the courage to say:

"Grandma, what do you think of the leader of the Chang Sect?"

"..."

When grandma heard this question, her expression suddenly became a little unnatural and her eyes flickered.

She was silent for a long time, as if she was thinking about how to answer, or as if she was trying hard to suppress her complicated emotions.

After a long time, grandma slowly spoke:

"That woman..."

Grandma suddenly stopped talking halfway, with a look of pain on her face, as if this topic had touched upon the pain in her heart that she most didn't want to recall.

"!"

Dafei looked at his grandmother blankly, expecting her answer, but he didn't notice anything unusual about her.

He looked at his grandmother eagerly, waiting for her to continue.

"Hey……"

Grandma avoided Dafei's gaze and sighed softly, with a hint of fatigue and perfunctoriness in her tone:

"My child, grandma is tired and doesn't want to talk about this anymore. I'm going to rest now."

As she spoke, grandma slowly stood up. Her body seemed a little hunched and her steps were no longer light, as if the conversation just now had exhausted all her strength.

"Okay then, go and have some rest, Grandma."

Seeing this, although Dafei was full of doubts and confusion, he couldn't force his grandmother any more. He could only quickly stand up and support his grandmother, helping her walk into the house.

"That's all I know~"

Along the way, Dafei was thinking about his grandmother's words in his heart. It was the first time he knew that the leader of Changzong was a woman, and his grandmother's attitude was so strange, which made the image of the leader of Changzong even more mysterious in his mind.

……

At night, Mo Zi, a cat, jumped lightly onto the eaves alone. The moonlight sprinkled on her like water, stretching her shadow into a long slant.

"..."

She looked at the bright moon quietly, but her thoughts were not on the beautiful moonlight at all. The conversation between Dafei and her grandmother kept replaying in her mind.

"It seems that Dafei's grandmother has some relationship with the leader of the Chang Sect."

Mo Zi murmured softly, and the voice was particularly clear in the silent night.

She frowned slightly, her eyes full of thought.

From the complex expression and hesitant demeanor of grandma when she talked about the leader of the Chang Sect, Mo Zi keenly realized that there must be a story behind it that was unknown to cats.

Mo Zi looked towards the window in the courtyard that was letting out a faint light. Dafei and grandma should have gone to bed.

She couldn't help but think of her past, the warmth of her family, and now she was alone. Her nostalgia and longing for family affection became stronger at this moment.

She thought that Da Fei's seemingly peaceful life actually hid such entanglements, just like her own destiny, which was caught in a vortex of chaos and the unknown.

"That's all..."

She slowly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the turmoil in her heart.

But the truth hidden in the dark, like an invisible thread, tightly grasped her heart.

Mo Zi understood that this seemingly peaceful courtyard was about to stir up an unknown wave because of the mysterious figure, the leader of the Chang Sect, and he would inevitably be involved in it.