Jiang Ran was stunned behind his mask.
The Black Cat, meanwhile, remained highly alert. Its fur was still standing on end, its body slightly arched, its deep blue feline eyes fixed on the pure black, Faceless Nuo Opera Mask on Jiang Ran's face.
It spoke in a human voice, its tone filled with obvious wariness:
"Why have you come here again, Senior!? We are both human sages of old. There's no need to exterminate us all..."
Jiang Ran listened to that string of words and found himself somewhat confused.
He frowned slightly and asked, "Are you Li Taibai?"
Hearing Jiang Ran's clearly youthful voice, a trace of human-like blankness appeared in the Black Cat's eyes.
It paused, then immediately shook its body as though trying to fling away some awkwardness. It resumed its proud posture, nodded its head, and said:
"That would be me."
As soon as the words fell.
Silence descended between the man and the cat.
The Black Cat kept its head high and chest out, its deep blue eyes constantly sweeping over Jiang Ran.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ran tilted his head slightly behind the mask and pondered for a moment.
Li Taibai... the Poet Immortal, Li Bai?
If he had heard that name a week ago, Jiang Ran might have been curious.
But now...
He glanced at the Black Cat standing atop the platform, trying hard to maintain its dignity.
Then, without a word, he walked deeper inside.
Seeing this, the Black Cat assumed Jiang Ran was coming toward it and raised its head even higher.
But when Jiang Ran walked straight past the platform it stood upon.
And began inspecting the tomb chamber...
The expression on the Black Cat's face visibly stiffened.
Jiang Ran walked beneath the platform, his flashlight beam sweeping across the surrounding walls.
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