Capital's West Suburb.
Cang Mountain is still green and vigorous, even in the depths of winter, with the evergreen pines dominating the landscape.
At the foot of the cold mountain, an ancient, cracked stone cat statue stands out, its right ear long worn away by the passage of time.
"They say that this stone cat was personally installed by Taizu, and it's still here, though the people from the past are long gone."
On a narrow mountain path, a man stands in front of the ancient stone statue of the cat.
His face is thin and handsome, his movements carrying an air of nobility, but his clothes are extremely shabby.
"Young Master, I heard that there was a Cat Demon in this mountain that came from the sky and was subdued by Taizu, which is why this stone statue was created."
The servant next to him couldn't resist saying.
Years ago, he had learned a few years of knowledge with Su Qingzhou, that's how he got to know about these strange events.