How Could This Cat Tease Me?

Xia Rong’s thoughts were still surging when he suddenly felt that the car he was in was slowly coming to a stop. One of the kidnappers shoved him with a grin. “Stop pretending. I felt it just now that you’re already awake. Get out of the car.”

It was probably when he heard that just now and so got too agitated, causing his breathing to become disordered, thus falling into their ears. However, Xia Rong now also understood from their conversation that the purpose of these people wasn’t to murder, rob, or ransom but was purely aiming for himself.

Therefore, before having his “fate” confirmed by that so-called “Master Wang” and being sent off for his true use, he essentially didn’t have to worry about his life or safety.

Xia Rong cooperatively turned his face. His long eyelashes brushed back and forth as he blinked, causing the black blindfold to slightly shift each time. “…But I can’t see.”

His gentle and obedient attitude seemed to have pleased the kidnapper. The other came and held one of his arms to help him out of the car. “Big stars sure are delicate.”

Xia Rong got out of the car in coordination with the other person’s pace. It was already the middle of the night, the night breeze was slightly cool, and he could smell the pungent odor of rubber from the surrounding. This should be an old dilapidated factory. Someone went to turn on the overhead lights while yelling, “Watch him well, Master Wang is already on his way here!”

The factory’s high-wattage incandescent lights suddenly came on. Even though it was through a layer of blindfold, Xia Rong still felt a sting in his eyes.

He got pushed to a corner with his legs also tied together with ropes. Everyone else densely surrounded him, such that even a breeze wouldn’t be able to squeeze through. Xia Rong was hesitating in his heart. Should he turn into a cat in full view of the public right now to run away, or should he wait for “Master Wang” to show up? The best outcome would be being able to follow the vine back to the melon, so he can figure out the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes…

Otherwise, even if he manages to escape this time, he will still need to live scared and on edge in the future. Moreover, turning into a cat is a trump card. Once he uses it, the other party will be on guard if he tries to use it a second time and the effect would thus be greatly reduced in response…

While he was still entangled with this, the legendary “Master Wang” was very efficient and had already arrived. The kidnappers all knowingly opened up the way for him. Xia Rong could feel the other side’s line of sight, which fell condescendingly on his face.

Feeling a bit uncomfortable, Xia Rong turned his head to the side but then “Master Wang” directly came over, firmly held his jaw in place, and pulled off the blindfold with one tug.

The overwhelming brightness pierced into Xia Rong’s eyes, forcing him to close them and such that he couldn’t help but shed a few tears from the corners of his eyes as a physiological response.

One of the kidnappers nearby gasped a mouthful of the cold air, muttering, “…Ah, really so beautiful. I kind of still want him to sign for my younger sister.”

“What use would an autograph have?” The one who spoke was Master Wang, who moved Xia Rong’s jaw to look at him both left and right before slightly smiling. “Either way, he’s going to die soon. You’re going to give your younger sister a dead man’s autograph1?”

Xia Rong had just managed with difficulty to adapt to the brightness in front of him, and he found that Master Wang was actually a middle-aged man with a rather blessed2 figure and a plain appearance. The other was wearing a white Tang suit with a string of Bodhi beads winding several wide circles about his wrist. At first glance, he seemed to be quite capable of making a bluff.

But this outfit and portrayal by this person actually reminded Xia Rong of Yu Chengchang. And the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the other was trying to imitate Yu Chengchang. However, Yu Chengchang’s calm and unhurried temperament wasn’t something that could be mimicked. So on the contrary, it led this “Master Wang” to give off a rather comical feeling, having attempted something so overambitious and ending up botching it.

“Master, how’s the goods?” One of the kidnappers opened his voice to ask.

“It’s top quality.” Master Wang pondered for a moment and then nodded. “Moreover, the appearance and figure are also better than expected, the boss will be very satisfied. Go and send him to the boss. You guys did a good job, I’ll add a few words for you guys with the boss.”

“Hahaha, then add more money, okay?!” The kidnappers gave out a burst of cheerful laughter in excitement. Meanwhile, Xia Rong had his lashes lowered with only a slight tremble visible as if he was completely ignorant of what was happening. He allowed the kidnappers to walk over to untie the rope on his legs, pushing and shoving him back onto the ATV3. Whereas, “Master Wang” also went back to the small car that he came in and left in a hurry.

In fact, Xia Rong was in an internal struggle at that moment: Should he just go and delve deep into the tiger’s den to see who’s the behind-the-scenes mastermind, or should he just change into a cat right now and run away? When that Master Wang touched him just now, he hadn’t felt any of that familiar spiritual fluctuation that would appear every time he changed into a cat. So did that mean that only a few people from the “Boss’s” side had the ability to influence it?

However, what he didn’t know was at what level were those people with the ability to influence, and whether they might be strong enough that they could suppress Glass’s spiritual energy and render him incapable of turning into a cat to escape? If so, at that time, then there really would be nowhere he could cry for help… But if he doesn’t seize this time’s opportunity to solve it in one fell swoop, they will use even tighter precautions next time…

The kidnappers have already pushed and shoved him until he was in front of the ATV’s door. Xia Rong’s mind continued to surge, before finally deciding he should not just head into danger alone like this. After all, as long as the verdant mountain remains, where should one fear the lack of wood to burn4. Although turning into a cat in the full view of everyone would be greatly himself a lot, he didn’t have any better options right now—