Damn cat?

Si Mubei's pupils dilated in shock, not from fear of having his head smashed, but from being astonished at how the other person knew he was a cat.

Si Mubei stared wide-eyed, trying to find a familiar trace on the disguised face of the man in front of him.

Yan Qi gripped the gun tightly, his voice harsh and irritable as he threatened, "What are you looking at? I'll gouge your eyes out."

As a notorious space pirate who had spent decades roaming the stars, Si Mubei was never afraid of having a gun pointed at his head and being threatened with words.

He's not afraid of others, but he's also foul-mouthed. The things he says are disgusting, infuriating, and infuriating: "Oh my, handsome guy, I know I'm pretty and beautiful, with a C38 bust, a slim waist and a perky butt, and legs that are 1.8 meters long. It's no wonder that a spirited young man like you would be interested in me."

"Don't be shy. If you like me and love me, be brave and say it out loud. Someone as beautiful and kind as me will definitely accept your love if you confess to me. We'll be inseparable and have a passionate love affair."

Yan Qi was so angry his eyes almost popped out. He pulled the trigger, yelling, "Damn cat, you're really asking for it..."

Hearing the sound of the trigger being pulled, Si Mubei neither begged for mercy nor showed any fear, still hopping around on the edge of death: "Handsome guy, handsome guy, loving someone isn't illegal, expressing your feelings to someone isn't illegal, and it's not shameful. No need to be so agitated, no need to be so agitated!"

Yan Qi moved the gun from Si Mubei's head down to his arm and fired a shot, then moved it back to his head: "If you say another word, the next shot will be your head. I mean what I say."

A silenced gun, it's silent.

Si Mubei didn't expect that instead of shooting him on the head, he would actually shoot him in the arm.

Damn, I miscalculated.

It hurts so much! It hurts so much!

Blood flowed down Si Mubei's arm and onto the ground. His mature, womanly voice asked with a hint of nonchalance, "Are you serious?"

Yan Qi retorted, "I'm not joking with you!"

"I understand!" Si Mubei nodded, his movements swift and lightning-fast. He grabbed Yan Qi by the neck, slammed him to the ground, and pressed his long legs down on him. "Handsome, your mental strength and physical abilities are inferior to mine. Who gave you the courage to shoot me?"

"You don't think that just because you came with my daughter, I should give in to you or spoil you!"

Yan Qi didn't expect to be taken down in the blink of an eye, but fortunately, the gun in his hand and the sunglasses on his nose did not fall off. He pressed the gun against Si Mubei's chest: "So what if my mental level and physical strength are not as good as yours? As long as my gun is fast enough, your life is in my hands. You will die before me."

Si Mubei grabbed his neck, her smile both bright and cold, a murderous glint in her eyes: "Handsome, you're so confident. Let's have a competition to see who's faster."

Yan Qi could tell from the murderous intent in his eyes and the increased pressure on his neck that this cat was about to explode and was going to kill him.

If he wanted to kill him, he wouldn't hold back. Normally, if the cat didn't bother him, he would pretend it didn't exist. But this cat would provoke anyone it saw, acting nonchalant and cynical, which angered him.

The two were about to clash when suddenly, Hu Xian and Fu Huan silently crouched down beside them, one on each side.

Fu Huan pointed the camera on his personal terminal at their faces: "Gentlemen, this house is my daughter's new house. It cost a lot of money, a lot of money. If you two make a scene here and someone dies, it will become a haunted house, which is bad luck!"

"But bad luck is bad luck, you two, don't stop. If you're going to choke someone, hurry up and choke them. If you're going to shoot, hurry up and shoot. Every one who dies is one less. Let's lighten the weight of the earth a little. It's like doing a good deed in the end!"

Hu Xian looked at her cat's bleeding arm and said, "Princess Jiang Jiang's mother, are you making Princess Jiang Jiang choose between you as her mother and her teacher/senior brother?"

The two people, locked in a vicious feud, suddenly turned their heads to the side, each looking at another person. Si Mubei spoke first: "Fox, who do you think this is?"

Yan Qi followed closely behind and said to Fu Huan, "I killed him, and I will clean up the mess. I won't let Princess Jiang Jiang know."

Hu Xian rested his elbows on his legs, his chin slightly raised. "Who is this? Princess Jiang Jiang's military academy teacher, her senior in real life. I remember you two knowing each other. Am I getting old and remembering wrong?"

"Yan Daqi!" Si Mubei loosened his grip on Yan Qi's neck, ripped off his sunglasses, and revealed a pair of familiar eyes on the unfamiliar face: "It really is you, Yan Daqi!"

Without his sunglasses, Yan Qi had nowhere to hide. He pushed him away forcefully, rolled over, and coldly warned Si Mubei: "So what if it's me? You damned cat, if you provoke me like this again, it won't be your arm that gets hurt, it'll be your head, hmph!"

After Yan Qi finished speaking, he snorted coldly, picked up his gun, and turned to leave.

"Yan Daqi..." Si Mubei hurriedly scrambled to his feet to chase after him, but Hu Xian grabbed him and froze him in place, preventing him from taking a single step.

Fu Huan, who was filming the video, glanced at the two of them and said, "Fox Fairy, you have a good chat with our Red Eyebrows Fleet's perennial second-place substitute leader. I'm going to find my daughter's senior brother."

Hu Xian nodded: "Okay!"

Fu Huan turned off her personal computer, glanced at the charming cross-dressing Si Mubei, patted her butt, and went to chase after Yan Qi. Earth is indeed fun; there's drama and gossip so early in the morning.

As soon as they left, Si Mubei shook off Hu Xian's hand that was holding his arm, like a cat bristling at the sight of a dog: "What are you doing holding my arm like that!"

Hu Xian was dressed in a white robe, which was splattered with blood, speckled like red plum blossoms emerging from a snowy day.

He glanced down, knowing full well that the blood couldn't be wiped away with his hand, but he still pretended to dust it off, and slowly said, "Little kitty, you're getting bolder and bolder..."

"Don't call me a kitten." Si Mubei immediately bristled, her feigned mature woman voice vanished, and she reverted to her masculine voice, roaring gruffly at Hu Xian.

Faced with his anger, Hu Xian remained calm and composed: "You've always been my little kitten. What else should I call you but my old kitten?"

"You're not old, you're not even 100 yet, you're still young, a kitten suits you better."

Si Mubei's eyes widened in fury, his anger raging: "You damn fox, I told you not to yell, didn't you understand? Do you want to fight, or do you want to die? Just say it!"

As the saying goes, one mountain is higher than another, and Hu Xian was that mountain that pressed down on Si Mubei, keeping him firmly under control. As for his anger, he acted as if nothing had happened: "Little kitty, getting angry won't solve the problem, and neither will violence."

"You know I'm not in good health. I have to rest every few steps, and I'm either out of breath or have angina. How could I possibly fight with you, right?"

"Shut up, you liar!" Si Mubei's eyes were red, his hands clenched into fists, cracking loudly. "Do you think I'm still a three-year-old kid, believing your bullshit about being sick, about being out of breath or having heartache after just a few steps? How childish are you!"

Hu Xian's lips curled into a wide grin, revealing her teeth. She was nothing like the aloof, handsome, and taciturn prophet of the orc race. Instead, she turned into a completely different person, speaking to the wicked and infuriating young man: "Oh dear, isn't Brother Bei the one who likes me the most and protects me the most? What, now that you're all grown up, you don't admit what you said when you were little, and you've forgotten your promise from when you were a child?"

"Shut up, stop being so hypocritical. Do you really think I wouldn't dare to beat you up?" Si Mubei's anger was like a wildfire. He wanted to kick him to death and tear his mouth apart. Damn you, you cunning fox. You've had a silver tongue since you were a child. You're full of bad ideas. Everyone is fooled by your appearance. They think you're some kind of noble and unparalleled prophet.

Bah! This is a cunning and treacherous fox that exudes malice from the inside out.

From childhood to adulthood, he's always been the only one who's stuck with him. Knowing him and growing up together is the worst luck imaginable.

Hu Xian covered her chest with her hand, looking as delicate and boneless as Lin Daiyu: "Little kitty, you really are a scumbag cat. It's one thing to forget your vow, but you also want to hit me. With my little body, how can I withstand a punch from you!"

"Oh dear, I can't take it anymore, my heart suddenly started hurting, it suddenly hurts so much!"

Si Mubei was so angry, yet he didn't actually hit him, just gritted his teeth and said, "Ouch, ouch, ouch, I'll make you suffer so much I'll dig a hole for you, bury you in the dirt, and burn incense for you!"

Hu Xian's beautiful fox-like eyes flashed, she clutched her chest and cried out in pain, then squatted down on the ground.

Upon seeing this, even though they had been separated for many years, and even though he wished he could tear him to pieces, slap his face, and rip his mouth apart, Si Mubei, through muscle memory and conditioned reflex formed since childhood, still reached out and showed concern: "Where does it hurt? Where does it hurt? It's so annoying. Let me rub it for you."

Hu Xian raised her head and grinned, like a cat that had successfully stolen some fish, rather than a seductive and cunning fox: "Just kidding, you fell for it again!"

Si Mubei reached out and touched Hu Xian's hand, then with a forceful push, shoved him to the ground. Standing up, he pointed at Hu Xian and said, "You dead fox, you stinking fox! If I ever show you any mercy again, I'm a dog, a dog!"

Damn it, damn it, how many years has it been!

This thing uses the same trick every time, and he falls for it every time.

Leaving was definitely the right thing to do; otherwise, staying by his side would have shortened my lifespan by hundreds of years.

This is infuriating! It's infuriating!

Hu Xian suddenly stood up, laughing maliciously and arrogantly. "Last time you told me you were being soft-hearted, you were a pig. The time before that, you were a donkey. The time before that, you were an ox. This time you've become a dog."

"What will you become next time? A chicken, a rabbit, a cockroach... Wouldn't our house become a zoo, with you playing all the animals by yourself?"

"Get lost, you damned fox!" Si Mubei pointed at his hand, finally unable to hold back, and clenched his fist, punching Hu Xian in the stomach.

Hu Xian bent over, let out a muffled groan, and her wicked and arrogant laughter did not dissipate. She looked at Si Mubei, feeling as angry as a cat.

Enraged, Si Mubei flung his hand away and said harshly, "You dead fox, you stinking fox, from now on, you don't know me, and I don't know you. Don't come up to me and talk to me for no reason. Goodbye!"

Seeing him turn to leave, Hu Xian straightened up, rubbed her stomach, and called out to his back, "Little kitty, I really have angina. It's an incurable disease, and I'll die."

Si Mubei didn't even turn his head, raising his right hand and giving the middle finger: "Don't worry, when you die, I'll definitely be the one to burn the first incense and paper money for you."

Hu Xian wouldn't be satisfied until he drove this cat crazy: "Then I'll be waiting for you!"

Simubei not only raised his right middle finger, but also raised his left hand, with his middle finger pointing upwards as well.

Hu Xian's wicked smile vanished. Watching his retreating figure, she shook her head with a mixture of pity and helplessness. This cat was still so irritable. She thought the outside world would make him more composed, but he was even worse than before. She didn't know if letting him out was the right or wrong decision.

Oh, and the wound on his arm hasn't been treated either. Oh well, he was the one who provoked people. The fact that someone shot him but didn't blow his head off is already being quite lenient with him.

Let him feel pain, let him bleed a little, it'll teach him a lesson, so he won't be so clueless next time and go out and flirt around recklessly.

After Hu Xian could no longer see Si Mubei, she moved her hand from her stomach to her chest, pressed it down, raised her head, straightened her chest, and transformed back into a noble, elegant, and shrewd orc prophet with a smile on her lips, someone who looked unapproachable.

As the first rays of sunlight streamed into the room, Jiang Si opened her eyes. Agares, who was sitting on the bed checking the Earth's security system, noticed her: "Awake?"

Jiang, still groggy from just waking up, got up and climbed into Agares's arms, straddling his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, and resting her chin on his shoulder: "You're awake. When did you wake up?"

Agares put away the virtual keyboard in front of him and reached out to encircle her: "I woke up an hour ago, but seeing you sleeping so soundly, I didn't get out of bed."

He wouldn't tell her that after she fell asleep from exhaustion last night, he hadn't slept or left her; he had just sat on the bed, working on Earth's security and protection issues.

He must solve the problem of Earth's security, so that no matter who or what race comes to Earth, they must obtain her consent, or if they encounter danger, Earth's protection system will have time to allow them to go to a safe place.

Jiang Si gave an "oh" and kissed his neck on the side. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly saw through the window the leaves of the tall, slender ginkgo tree in her yard rustling without any wind.

Jiang Si released her arms from Agares' neck and climbed down from his embrace.

Agares looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Si got out of bed and walked towards the window, saying, "I didn't look at this ginkgo tree closely yesterday, but it seems a little different today."

Agares got out of bed: "Different? How so?"

Jiang Si walked to the window, her eyes fixed on the ginkgo tree: "I don't know, I don't know what's different, it's just that the feeling is different, it feels special, it feels familiar."

Agares frowned slightly: "It feels special, it feels familiar. What do you think it resembles?"

Jiang Si was startled: "Yes, I feel it's like it, it gives me the feeling of a spiritual eye!"