Nothing Good, I Can't See Anything

"Tell me to stand still? The problem is, other people want to move me."

Liu Zheng put away his phone and grumbled.

Between the gaps of the old houses and buildings around him, countless prying gazes scratched at his sensitive, dry skin like a coarse sweater.

Perhaps they could not figure out what he was capable of, or perhaps they feared the Calico Cat beside him, but those gazes did not become too blatant.

"Good thing I brought you along."

Liu Zheng scratched the Calico Cat behind the ears.

Otherwise, even if he had survived the confrontation between the Writers Association president and Peacock, he would probably have had to use the Delivery Slip by now.

It could not be helped. The Legendary Disguise had stopped working, and his strength had dropped straight to its lowest point.

"It's okay, meow. Salmon will protect Liu Zheng, meow."

The Calico Cat raised its little head proudly.

But the blood flowing from its nostrils and mouth made its words somewhat unconvincing.

Of course, that was only how it looked.

As the former spokesperson of the Sewer and the favorite kitty of the current Bloodstained Restaurant head chef, a little aftermath was not enough to make it lose its fighting ability.

As long as the Calico Cat could still move its claws, those little punks were no different from rats in its eyes.

"Yeah, Salmon is the best."

Liu Zheng gently wiped the blood off its face with his sleeve, resolving to get Fisherman to procure a pile of the fattest, finest fish to properly nourish it.

"Hm?"

A blade-sharp hostility came from overhead, sending a chill down both his and the Calico Cat's necks.

The man and cat looked up to see a nimble figure disappear behind a water tank.

Liu Zheng could