at first, fang ziqian thought she had misheard.
however, she instinctively stopped and looked towards the direction of the sound. she saw a small, snow-white head.
the little cat peeked at her and immediately shrank back, obviously frightened.
fang ziqian's curiosity was piqued, and she followed him. she pushed aside the grass to take a look and gasped.
there was a pool of blood in the grass, and a female cat was lying on the ground, dead.
the little kittens it gave birth to were all around her. except for the little white cat, the others were motionless.
fang ziqian frowned at the sight.
it was march in London, and the weather had not turned warm yet. the female cat had died here for some reason, but the kittens must have been cold, hungry, and frozen to death.