To Die Die Die
"I think I heard 'Mahua' screaming. Did you hear that?"
More than forty meters away, Zabu, the Little Tusi of Centipede Cave, Qiannan Road, turned back in confusion, as if he had heard something.
He saw a man and a cat sitting in front of the prefab room.
Uncle Biao seemed to be petting and cuddling the cat.
Although it was a Pallas's Cat, it was still a cat! Completely pettable and cuddly.
Li Bai also glanced back and said, "Looks like he's trimming its fur!"
He could see a little more clearly than Zabu. He saw the folding scissors in Lu Sanhu's hand, snipping away at the fur while "Mahua" kept kicking its legs, trying to get away from the wicked little scissors.
"Oh!"
Zabu had only ever raised centipedes. He raised village cats too, but not with Lu Sanhu's meticulous care. Lu Sanhu treated his cat like an ancestor.
Pallas's Cats usually lived in bitterly cold places. They feared neither cold nor drought, so it was inevitable that they would have trouble adapting to a tropical jungle environment like the equator.
Trimming its fur to help it dissipate heat was only right.
No one paid any more attention to the strange cries that rose and fell behind them. Soon, they reached the tent area beside the excavation site, which was the Animal Protection Organization's campsite.
Their approach quickly caught the attention of the animal-rights activists.
Someone waved and shouted, "You're not welcome here! Chinese!"
"You're not welcome here either, hypocrites!"
Before Ye Tong could say anything, Li Bai shot back immediately.
That was right. He had come to cause trouble, so no one should expect him to hold his tongue.
A gentleman repaid grievances directly. If someone had a grudge, he settled it; if