Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"maid?"

"Bai Tang" sneered and turned to look at her, the mockery in his eyes was like ice.

"Can a maidservant have the powerful rhythmic power of the Young Master of the Body Sect? Can she be wrapped in ice silk and turned into a warm stove when Chaos comes to visit? Just now, your brother even triggered the cold energy of the Body Sect to save you - do you believe it? Now the ice flowers on the windowsill in Mo Zi's room are half an inch thicker than before?"

"..."

Xiaoqing moved her lips and stopped talking.

She saw that the back of Mo Yun's neck was as tense as a string about to break, and even the hand supporting her was exerting a little force - she knew that "Bai Tang" was right.

When the cold air just now surged through, she could even feel a faint chill coming from the west, which was the direction of Mo Zi's room.

Mo Yun's voice was as deep as if it had been fished out of an ice cellar:

"I can protect them both."

"Can you protect it?"

"Bai Tang" suddenly raised his voice, and the chaotic energy exploded around him, shaking the broken bricks in the gap of the wall and making them jump up.

"Then let me ask you this - if I trapped them both here, with Xiaoqing on one side, nearly frozen to death by the chaos, and Mo Zi on the other, coughing himself to death in the room, and you could only save one, who would you save?"

He took a step forward, and the blue-gray chaotic energy almost reached Mo Yun's feet:

"Don't you love to preach? Don't you say 'comrades should protect each other'? Now you have a choice - save the sister who can run and jump and is just a little frightened, or save the sister lying in bed, unable to move?"

Mo Yun's fingertips were trembling.

It wasn't because he was afraid, but because this question was like an ice pick, piercing the place he least dared to think about.

He could indeed protect them, but the word "if" itself carried a suffocating chill.

He subconsciously looked at Xiaoqing, and couldn't help glancing towards the west. This moment of hesitation made him the best prey in the eyes of "Bai Tang".

"Look, you hesitated."

Bai Tang smiled even more triumphantly, and the chaotic energy condensed into two small ice men in his palms, one wearing an ice-blue cloak, and the other wrapped in a thick quilt.

"You were actually calculating in your mind, figuring out which one was more dangerous, which one was easier to save. But you forgot—they were both your sisters. As you calculated, the word 'partiality' was already etched in your mind."

He suddenly raised his hand and threw the ice man wrapped in a quilt to the ground:

"like this--"

The moment the iceman fell to pieces, he pointed at another iceman.

"You think you've caught this, but that's already broken into pieces of ice."

Mo Yun's ice silk tightened with a "buzzing" sound, and the frost on the ice silk fell down.

He didn't say anything else, but the ice-blue energy around him began to spread outwards, half of it heading west, trying to confirm Mo Zi's situation; the other half wrapped around Xiao Qing, leading her to a safer corner.

But at this moment of distraction, the hostility in "Bai Tang"'s eyes suddenly surged.

"Look, you can't even focus."

He whispered, as if announcing a predetermined outcome.

"Is this what you call 'guarding'? When faced with real danger, you have to think for a long time about where to look first—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly moved.

He didn't rush towards Mo Yun, nor did he rush towards Xiao Qing. Instead, he turned around and ran west.

The chaotic energy condensed into an ice track under his feet, carrying him like a blue-gray lightning, and instantly rushed through the corner of the two corridors - that was the direction of Mo Zi's room.

"you dare!"

Mo Yun's roar was so furious that it almost blew the roof off. He wanted to chase after her without a second thought, but just as he took a step, he felt Xiao Qing's hand behind him tightening around his sleeve.

"don't want……"

Xiaoqing's voice was filled with tears, but she spoke with great effort:

"Brother! Don't chase him—he did it on purpose!"

Mo Yun's footsteps were nailed to the spot.

From the west came the sound of chaotic energy exploding, and faintly heard the maid's screams;

Xiaoqing beside him was as pale as paper because of the collision and the sudden cold.

The wind blew in ice chips from the gap in the wall, hitting his face, and it was as cold as a knife.

For the first time, he felt that the chill of his body was so strong, so strong that even his rhythmic power could hardly suppress it, so strong that he tasted the feeling of "powerlessness" amid the cries for help from two directions.

At the end of the corridor, Bai Tang's laughter drifted over on the wind, carrying the tremors of chaotic energy:

"Choose, Mo Yun—I'll choose for you now!"

The chaotic energy at the end of the corridor suddenly exploded, and then retracted in an instant - it didn't touch Mo Zi's door at all, but only shook the ice spikes on the window frame and made them fall down.

"Bai Tang" leaned against the porch pillar, looking at Mo Yun's frozen back, his shoulders shaking with laughter.

The chaotic energy at his fingertips condensed into an ice bird and waved it towards Mo Zi's door. Sure enough, he saw that Mo Yun's neck tensed up a little more.

"Anxious?"

He shouted loudly, and the ice bird circled twice in the air, suddenly turned towards Xiaoqing, but exploded three steps away from her, turning into a sky full of ice mist.

"If I really wanted to touch her, I wouldn't have screamed so loudly just now—I just wanted to see how long you could hold on like this tight string."

Mo Yun turned around suddenly, and the ice silk instantly formed a dense net covering the corridor.

But "Bai Tang" had already retreated to the corner on the ice track, leaving only a half-laugh floating from behind the wall:

"Do you really want to tear me into pieces right now? But do you dare to chase me? What if I make a feint to the east and attack her while you're not around?"

Xiaoqing stood up with the help of the wall and was about to say

"I'm fine, go chase me."

I saw Mo Yun's fingertips trembling - he stared at the corner of the corridor, and couldn't help but glance at himself, the struggle in his eyes was like a fish trapped in ice.

“Look, how simple it is.”

The sound behind the corner was slow and sticky with the air of chaos.

"I don't have to do anything. Just standing here and talking can make you look around like a cat on a leash, and in the end, you don't even know where to put your claws."

The ice silk was stretched so tight in Mo Yun's palm that it was about to break. Ice mist leaked out from between his fingers and condensed into small ice vortices on the ground.

He knew this was a trick of Chaos, but he was nailed to the spot by those few "what ifs", and even breathing was painful like ice chips.