He slipped out under the eyes of the gate guards and patrolling soldiers.
He held a cat in his arms. It was filthy, with black fur all over except for an orange tail, making it quite memorable.
Normally, the guards would have approached anyone else to ask a few questions, but seeing that this rough-looking man was following a merchant caravan, none of them bothered.
Everyone knew merchants kept all sorts of pets. The guards had broad horizons and had seen plenty of strange things. A few years earlier, a caravan had even brought a cartload of vicious gray wolves into the capital, nearly earning themselves an invitation to "have tea" at the Government Office.
Later, word spread that a minor deputy general on the frontier had captured them and sent them to Capital City as a birthday gift for the emperor, so the old emperor had tacitly permitted it.
Shen Yangge parted ways with the caravan without incident. Thanks to the system's special privileges, the merchants would not find it strange even if he left them.
His current ability was "existence rationalization." While he was with a group, its members would automatically consider him one of their own. Once he left, the reverse applied.
He had to admit that System 615, now equipped with real authority, was far more useful than before. Although it was now a cat that could be seriously injured by a single spinning kick, its usefulness was on an entirely different level!
Not long after he left the city gates, the person sent to meet him arrived.
"Sir, please get in."
An ordinary carriage stopped beside Shen Yangge, and a middle-aged man in a short gray outfit addressed him. The little black cat in his arms flicked its tail, and Shen Yangge knew there was