บท 547: All Is Fair In War

"According to your situation, I suggest you raise a British Shorthair," Zhang Zian said to a customer who was hesitating about buying a cat.

"OK, let me consider." The customer had not decided yet.

"Eeek!"

Zhang Zian was startled, and he looked back to the stairwell to the second floor. He saw Pi extend its little head and beckon to him quietly, and then immediately withdrew its head.

"What is that sound?" The customer looked around and wondered. "Mr. Store Manager, do you have other pets besides cats, dogs, and birds?"

"No, I don't. It is the old stairs that creak when they are stepped upon." Zhang Zian made up an excuse. "Feel free to look at the pets here, and if you have any problems, you can ask the cashier for help. Now excuse me, I need to go upstairs."

After he finished the words, he quickly went back upstairs.

Recoiling in fear, Pi was waiting for him in front of the living room.

"What's wrong, Pi? Did something happen? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"