Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

The dilapidated temple looked particularly eerie under the moonlight, and three figures quietly appeared in front of the temple.

Huan Ye held a glass mirror in her hand. The light flickered in the mirror, reflecting the receding figure of the Black Claw Gang leader. She snorted disdainfully:

"These cats are vulnerable."

Wuqing stood aside with his arms folded. He was dressed in black and had a cold look in his eyes as he scanned everything around him.

"Lord An's target is the stone box, and we cannot afford to lose it."

His voice was low and cold.

At this time, the mysterious man wearing a hat behind them moved slightly, and the lowered hat covered his face, making it impossible to see his expression.

He said hoarsely:

"Be careful, there are other auras approaching."

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Huan Ye immediately turned the glass mirror to look for the source of the breath that the mysterious man mentioned.

Several fast-moving figures appeared in the mirror. They were members of the Blood Shadow Alliance observing in secret.

Wuqing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of sneer:

"Humph, a bunch of guys who don't know their own limitations."

The mysterious man stood there quietly, as if thinking about something.

After a while, he said slowly:

"First see what they are doing, don't act rashly."

Huanye and Wuqing nodded slightly, and the three cats continued to hide in the shadows, like hunters in the dark, quietly waiting for the next move of their prey.

……

In the thick, inky night, the Xingluo Squad dragged their heavy steps on the way back to the inn. The stone pavement made a dull sound under their feet, as if they were also sighing for the failure of this operation.

A few dim lanterns swayed in the wind, stretching their shadows long and twisted. The hazy shadows revealed endless depression and loss.

“I actually failed~”

Bai Tang hung his head, the Bell of Justice hanging limply around his waist, the once vibrant golden light now dim.

His fingers unconsciously stroked the tiny scratches on the surface of the bell, which were the marks left by the fierce battle with the Black Claw Gang's assassins just now.

He kicked the stone at his feet hard, and the stone rolled far away.

"It's all because of those guys who suddenly showed up, otherwise the stone box might have been in our hands!"

His voice was filled with regret and unwillingness, with the stubbornness and anger unique to young people, and it was particularly clear in the silent night.

"..."

Wu Song carried the flaming whistle stick heavily on his shoulder, his brows twisted into a knot, and his face was full of gloom.

His chest was heaving violently, and the edge of his clothes, which had been torn by the Blood Shadow Alliance's hidden weapons during the battle, could be seen curling up slightly, revealing the purple scars underneath.

"Humph! The Black Claw Gang and the Blood Shadow Alliance are no good either. They're just trying to steal the credit."

He spat, his eyes full of disdain and resentment.

"And as for the Secret Keeper, the boss lady still hasn't revealed how many secrets she has. From the very beginning, she's been secretive about it. Who knows what she's up to?"

He became angrier as he spoke, and several flames rose from the flame whistle stick, making his face, which was flushed with anger, look even more hideous.

Xiaoqing walked silently beside him. The place where her sleeve was cut still hurt slightly. The blood that had seeped out of the wound had dried up and turned into a dark red scab.

She looked at everyone worriedly, then looked at the back of the proprietress in front of her, her eyes full of worry.

"I always feel like the boss lady knows a lot of things, but is deliberately hiding them from us."

She said softly, with a hint of uneasiness in her voice.

"She didn't seem particularly anxious about the stone box, something so important, even though she didn't manage to snatch it. Don't you find that strange? And before in the ruined temple, she was unusually calm when faced with those emergencies."

Her words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in everyone's hearts.

"Ugh……"

Da Fei sighed. His huge body seemed to have been drained of strength, and his steps were a little slow.

His arm was wrapped with a simple cloth strip, which had just been bandaged to stop the bleeding. Blood had already seeped out and spread across the white cloth, like a strange blooming flower.

"No matter what, the stone box cannot fall into An's hands."

His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of fatigue.

"It's just that we have no idea what to do now. What should we do next? Each of those factions is more formidable than the other. The Black Claw Gang's sharp claws are fierce, the Blood Shadow Alliance's hidden weapons are vicious and ruthless, and there's also the Secret Keeper... We know so little about them."

His words were full of confusion, like a traveler who was lost in the darkness and couldn't find the way forward.

"..."

Mo Zi remained silent, the ice fan turning unconsciously in her hands, the fan bones making crackling sounds, like a ghostly whisper in the silent night.

Her eyes were cold and alert, and she glanced at the shadows around her from time to time, as if she was guarding against any danger that might appear at any time.

After a long while, she whispered:

"I can sense that there are other forces lurking in the shadows, watching us. The three people who appeared in the ruined temple this time are proof of this. They have a very strange aura, and don't seem like members of the Black Claw Gang or the Blood Shadow Alliance. We must proceed with caution. If we're not careful, we could end up in an irretrievable situation."

There was a hint of chill in her words, which made everyone shudder.

"Sister Azi, this..."

The proprietress walked at the front of the team, her black robe fluttering in the wind, and her back looked a little lonely.

From time to time, she raised her hand and touched a certain place in her arms, where it seemed that there was something important hidden.

Her eyes were deep, as if hiding a bottomless lake, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

"..."

Her steps were steady and calm, in stark contrast to the panic of the people behind her.

Suddenly, she paused slightly, as if she felt something, but quickly returned to normal.

"call……"

Just then, a cold wind blew by, picking up the dead leaves on the ground and making them swirl in the air.

There seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the wind, which made people shudder.

Bai Tang suddenly raised his head, looked around vigilantly, and held the Justice Bell tightly in his hand.

"Everyone be careful, I feel like someone is following us!"

There was a hint of nervousness in his voice.

Everyone immediately took a defensive stance, the flame whistle sticks ignited a raging fire, illuminating a small area around; the ice soul fan emitted a hint of cold air, condensing tiny ice crystals in the air; Xiaoqing's sleeves were also ready to go, ready to attack at any time.

The proprietress turned around slowly, with no emotion on her face. She just said calmly:

"Don't be nervous, go back to the inn first. There are some things I should tell you."

Although her words were calm, they had an unquestionable power.

The cats looked at each other, and a hint of anticipation welled up in their hearts - perhaps this time they could uncover some secrets about the stone box and the proprietress.

But at the same time, their hearts were filled with anxiety, not knowing what shocking truth they were about to face.