Chapitre 327: May Your Death Be Far from Whence You Came From

It was eight in the morning. The winter sun was showing its rare hospitality in the little town up north. It shone through a large, glass window into the room and it was so warm that it turned the residents into lazy dogs. Lily however, was basking comfortably in the sun on a recliner that had just been moved out of the basement. Meanwhile, Hao Ren and Vivian were each holding a large pair of scissors, busily working on Lily's tail.

*Snip, snip, snip*

Strands of white fur rained down like snow as Lily turned her head to look. 

Hao Ren used his hand to smack her and said, "We're just trimming your fur. Stop acting like you're getting a tonsure."

Lily yawned listlessly and her ears flinched under the sun. "Nice Battie... but, be careful with your scissors."