The Black Cat crouched outside Girls' High School.
Zhang Yinghao crouched beside the Black Cat.
"My little darling, where in this school is that sword hidden?"
As he asked, he pulled out his pocket watch.
The pocket watch opened.
The minute and second hands raced around the dial, making a hurried "clickety-click" sound.
A warning sounded from the pocket watch:
"In twenty minutes, a bird carrying ill fortune will arrive. It will fight over that sword."
"—You need to hurry!"
Zhang Yinghao put the pocket watch away, and the voice immediately vanished.
He looked toward the Black Cat.
The Black Cat merely swished its tail, staring motionlessly at the campus, a trace of confusion in its gaze.
Zhang Yinghao understood at once.
The Black Cat's ability wasn't all-powerful—
It could bring someone near the thing they were seeking, but it could never lead them straight to the object itself.
That was a rule of the supernatural.
Zhang Yinghao took out a sealed tin and opened it.
The aroma of fish immediately caught the Black Cat's attention.
Zhang Yinghao gently set the tin of fish beside it.
The Black Cat gave a soft meow, lowered its head, and delicately licked and nibbled at the day's tasty treat.
Zhang Yinghao smiled and said softly, "No need to keep looking. You've done beautifully, darling. Go ahead and eat. I'll be right back as soon as I find that sword."
He stood and strode into Girls' High School.
As it ate from the tin, the Black Cat glanced up at Zhang Yinghao's retreating figure.
For some reason, a trace of confusion still showed in its eyes.
—It wasn't until Zhang Yinghao disappeared from view that the Black Cat gave up thinking about the matter and turned its full attention to the delicious food in