You don't want to go to the Supernatural Affairs Bureau either, do you?

The wind howled through the cemetery, wild and relentless.

A moment later, the orange cat and white cat slowly came around. Realizing they had both been tied to trees, they began to panic. Then they glanced to the side and saw that the black cat, the strongest fighter among them, was tied up there too.

"Black Meow, even you were beaten?" The white cat looked utterly hopeless.

The black cat muttered, "How could I possibly be like you two useless idiots?"

"He certainly isn't like you." Yue Wen stepped out from the side and said, "He surrendered on his own."

"What do you want?!" The white cat and orange cat were both terrified.

"Let's have a little chat first."

Yue Wen looked the cat demons over. These little demons really didn't look capable of any great evil. Even if the Supernatural Affairs Bureau caught them, it would probably just deport them to the Demon Realm, so he hadn't killed them outright.

But to the three little cats, his gaze was nothing short of a devil's scrutiny. They couldn't help trembling.

"Do you have names?" Yue Wen asked first.

"I'm Black Meow." The black cat was still fairly calm. He glanced at the white cat and added, "He's White Meow."

Yue Wen turned to the orange cat. "Then I suppose you're called Tangerine Meow?"

"No." The orange cat shook her head and whispered, "I'm Orange Meow..."

"That's a pretty nice name." Yue Wen nodded. "Tell me where you came from."

The orange cat's face was full of fear, while the white cat seemed to waver a little, as though he wanted to say something.

But the black cat immediately barked with a resolute expression, "Neither of you is allowed to say anything! Before we came, the cult leader told us not to reveal anything if we got caught!"

At his words, the orange cat and white cat immediately shut their mouths.

Yue Wen frowned at the black cat.

Before he could voice any threats, the black cat declared passionately, "Listen here, punk! We're members of the Meow-Meow Cult! Our leader is the great Queen Cat Mountain, who once held enormous power in the Demon Realm. If you know what's good for you, let us go right now, or she won't let you off!"

"The Meow-Meow Cult?" This was Yue Wen's first time hearing that name. "Some kind of demon organization?"

He had heard a little about King Cat Mountain and knew he was a demon king with considerable influence in the Demon Realm.

But he had never heard of this Queen Cat Mountain.

"That's right! Scared now?" The black cat looked proud. "Our Meow-Meow Cult is a demon faction hidden in Jiangcheng City, made up entirely of powerful cat demons. Our ultimate goal is for cats to rule the whole world! To achieve that great ideal, I won't tell you a thing, even if you torture me!"

"Such an impressive organization. Then why did it send you to dig up a corpse?" Yue Wen asked.

"Heh." The black cat sneered. "Stupid human. How could you possibly guess our leader's plans? A human carrying something she wanted was killed on the road. When our leader learned he'd been brought to the cemetery east of the city for burial, she sent us to bring back his corpse! You could rack your brains all day and never have figured that out!"

"So that's what happened." Yue Wen nodded, thinking that despite the black cat's arrogant attitude, he was actually quite cooperative.

A perfect example of helpful words delivered with a hostile face.

Meanwhile, the more the orange cat and white cat listened, the more wrong it sounded. Both turned to the black cat in astonishment.

Wait.

You wouldn't let us talk, only to rush in and confess everything yourself?

You're answering every single question!

"Black Meow, what are you doing?" the orange cat asked in bewilderment.

"Shut up!" the black cat snapped again. "You two aren't smart enough. He'll easily trick you into talking. Let me handle him!"

"Keep handling him and you'll tell him what color underwear our grandma wore!" the white cat yelled, losing his composure.

"Do me a favor and stop arguing." Yue Wen raised a hand to stop their bickering, then asked, "What is your leader looking for?"

"How would I know?" the black cat replied coldly. "If you know what's good for you, go find that man with the center-parted hair and overalls yourself and let us take him away. Otherwise, when our leader gets here, you'll be sorry!"

Yue Wen thought it over and decided it was better not to invite unnecessary trouble.

These three little cats were indeed weak, but that only suggested that the leader sheltering them in a human city was all the more powerful.

Whatever plans she had, he was only here to clear out Lantern Monsters. There was no need to make an enemy of her.

The three little demons before him didn't look capable of committing any serious crimes. He didn't want to kill them outright, but simply letting them go for nothing didn't seem right either.

So Yue Wen rubbed his chin and said, "I understand what happened now, and I don't want to make an enemy of your Meow-Meow Cult. Still, your presence in the city does pose a potential risk, and I don't know whether you have criminal records. I'll just hand you over to the Supernatural Affairs Bureau..."

"No!" all three cried in unison.

The orange cat's voice instantly became tearful. "If the Supernatural Affairs Bureau catches us, they'll definitely deport us to the Demon Realm!"

Compared with life in the city, the Wasteland Zone was already harsh enough. But the Demon Realm of the rumors was practically hell, a hundred times more terrifying than the Wasteland Zone.

If little demons like them were thrown in there, they would have almost no chance of returning to the human realm alive.

"No, please!" the white cat wailed too. "In the month since I came to City Seven, the only bad thing I've done was steal someone's ID to spend the night at an internet café!"

"Could you two show some backbone?" The black cat looked at his companions with disdain. After glaring at them a few times, he turned back to Yue Wen. "Punk, I suggest you think this through..."

His tone remained arrogant. "If you don't release us today, you'll be making an enemy of the Meow-Meow Cult. Our leader will never let this go. If you do the sensible thing and let us go, I could consider calling you Dad!"

Looking at the black cat, Yue Wen wondered whether schizophrenia existed among cats too.

His face handled the arrogance, while his mouth handled the begging.

"No need to be quite so polite." After a pause, Yue Wen said leisurely, "It's just that all the damage you caused will be blamed on me. I've also spent a lot of time on you. You can't expect all my effort to be for nothing. You'll have to find some way to compensate me for my losses, won't you?"

"Oh!" The white cat suddenly understood. "I've seen this in movies. You want to kidnap us for ransom!"

"But we're very poor. We don't have anything..." the orange cat said timidly. "If you let me go back and inform our leader, she might be willing to pay a ransom."

"Notifying your leader is out of the question. I don't know whether she'd pay a ransom, but she'd certainly come after me," Yue Wen said.

"She wouldn't." The orange cat girl's eyes were pleading.

"We cats are humans' best friends."

Yue Wen gave her a look that said, "Do you really think I believe that?" Then his lips curved into a wicked smile. "You'd better think harder. I can tell you don't want to go to the Supernatural Affairs Bureau either, do you?"

As the situation reached a deadlock, the black cat suddenly roared, "Human, there's a limit to my patience! If you don't release me right now, I'll tell you a secret about a treasure!"

Yue Wen stared at him speechlessly. Every time this black cat spoke, he needed a moment to process it. "Go on."

"The three of us really don't have anything valuable on us, but when we were wandering the Wasteland Zone before, we came across a treasure," the black cat explained. "We saw a crashed helicopter and wanted to check whether there were any supplies we could use to survive. But the wreckage was giving off powerful spiritual energy fluctuations that strongly suppressed demons. We couldn't get within five hundred meters of it!"

"To us, it was a deadly weapon that posed a huge threat, but to you, it should be a powerful magical artifact. If you let us go, I'll tell you where it is, and you can go look for it."

Hearing that, Yue Wen felt a flicker of interest. He asked, "Do you have any proof?"

"We took a group photo there. We can show you," the black cat said.

"The phone's in my pocket. Be careful with it," the white cat reminded him quietly.

Yue Wen took a very old smartphone from his pocket. More than half the screen was cracked. No wonder he had asked him to be careful.

Judging by the three little cats' anxious looks over that old phone, they had probably picked it up somewhere and kept it like a treasure.

Yue Wen opened the phone's photo gallery and scrolled up following the black cat's directions. Sure enough, he found a group photo of the three little demons.

It had been taken somewhere in the Wasteland Zone, amid a faint mist. In the distance, there was indeed the wreckage of a battered helicopter. With a stretch of fallen trees between them and the wreckage, the black cat had held the phone high, showing his eyes and eyebrows. Behind him, the orange cat stood daintily, while the white cat had thrust his large face close to the camera with a goofy grin.

Seeing a corner of a mountain peak in the background, Yue Wen was a little surprised. "This is near Northern Vermilion Bird Peak. You were wandering around there?"

That was the site of a spirit vein in the Wasteland Zone outside Jiangcheng City, a place teeming with demons and monsters. It was extremely dangerous.

With their strength, these little demons had actually managed to survive there?

"We used to have a grandpa and grandma," the white cat said miserably. "Later, they were both killed by other powerful demons. That was when we started wandering and met our leader..."

"Now you understand? We aren't some demons with no proper background!" the black cat said viciously again. "To tell you the truth, Grandpa and Grandma once passed a Secret Art down to me! If you really dare hurt us, I'll sacrifice my entire remaining lifespan to make your knees click for three years!"