The numbers 720 had been painted on the side wall of the apartment building. They had already been very faded, and after the terrible cold of a few days earlier, the paint had peeled even worse, leaving them almost illegible.
Special Forces Soldiers from the Blazing Sun Warship stood guard around the ordinary apartment building, wearing Combat Armor.
Over the past few days, the Monk of Joy had been healing aboard the warship, Zeng Ju had been repairing the Spatial Fissure, and Liu S sui had been watching the two of them. Until now, no one had come to disturb this place.
Ash mingled with the snow on the flower bed, and the ground was much the same, even burying the broken birch tree.
The building's iron entrance door creaked. Liu S sui and Zeng Ju walked inside, then pushed open the apartment door.
The smell of rotten steamed cake lingered in the kitchen, and the smell left by the burned-out Sword Flame lingered in the living room.
The little tabby cat lay in a corner of the sofa, watching the visitors warily. When it discovered that the family had not returned, it immediately grew nervous and tried to leap up and run away.
"Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid," Liu S sui said hastily.
Whether it should have been called personal charm or a talent awakened by spending too much time with a fox spirit, the little tabby cat actually calmed at the sound of his voice. It settled back onto the sofa and even rolled over adorably, exposing its belly.
Liu S sui walked over to the sofa and reached out to rub its belly.
"She's pregnant. Be gentle," Zeng Ju reminded him.
"You keep a cat too?" Liu S sui asked curiously. "I didn't see one aboard