"Meow~~~ Meow~~~"
Little Su Shang rubbed affectionately against Chu Yao's fingers, begging for food by acting cute. If Chu Yao refused, it would just keep gazing at him with those innocent, dewy eyes. Chu Yao had tried several times to harden his heart, but failed every time, and reluctantly took out some rations.
"They say pets resemble their owners, but you're a lot more lovable than that scoundrel Qi Yuanliang." Chu Yao muttered under his breath. Su Shang couldn't understand human speech, of course. It only knew that once it had eaten its fill, it needed to find a comfortable place to curl up—and preferably have its human give it a scratch or two.
It meowed and leaped into Chu Yao's arms, exposing its belly.
Chu Yao: "..."
He really didn't like cats.
Just then, Gongshu Wu returned, so Chu Yao handed off the troublesome little creature. Gongshu Wu accepted it good-naturedly and said, "I'm afraid tonight won't be peaceful. Would you like to rest for a while and regain your strength, sir? I can wake you if anything happens."
Chu Yao said, "That would be good."
The Literary Heart he had condensed for the second time was still unstable.
His literary energy leaked from time to time, and his condition was highly unstable. He needed plenty of time to recuperate and adjust; only after restoring his energy would he be able to make the best use of his strength. Since Gongshu Wu had suggested it, Chu Yao accepted the offer.
The two of them settled in an abandoned residence near the eastern gate in the city wall.
The area was deserted and close to the front lines.
Chu Yao found a place to lean against, and before long, the faint sound of his snoring filled the air. Su Shang