“I flew here in a helicopter and then ran here. I’m so tired, I can barely stand. If you hadn’t come over, I would have fallen.”
The cat looked at him.
The wind billowed his clothes as he stood precariously on the very edge of the dome, as if a stronger gust of wind might actually blow him off.
"Ah Jin, you should go back quickly!"
Suddenly, Mu Jin's foot slipped and she lost her footing!
The cat didn't even have time to react before it rushed over! It grabbed Mu Jin and landed on a flat surface.
But just as she was about to let go, Mu Jin held her tightly in his arms, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to crush her.
"I've got you." Mu Jin said in a deep voice, burying his head in the cat's neck and taking a deep sniff.
"Ah Jin, let go of me!" Cat pushed him anxiously.
"Impossible, kitty, I will never let you go."
Mu Jin spoke in a low voice, as if making a vow, when suddenly a stream of blood spilled from his mouth and fell onto the cat's neck.
"Ah Jin, you're hurt! You're hurt!" Cat nudged Mu Jin, but didn't dare to push too hard. "You're hurt! You're hurt! It's my fault you got hurt..."
She kept repeating that helpless and self-reproachful tone, which pierced Mu Jin's heart again and again.
He suddenly released the cat, but didn't let her run away; he still held her wrist tightly.
"Ah Jin, I don't want to hurt you, I'm the last person I want to hurt."
The cat's voice choked with sobs, and large tears fell down its cheeks.
She didn't know why things had turned out this way. The old man with the white beard's seal was a fake. Why did her seal suddenly loosen so much tonight?
The power she carried was something that Ah Jin, being human, simply couldn't withstand; she couldn't even get close to her!
Mu Jin wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, swallowed the metallic taste rising in her throat, took off the soul tablet she was wearing around her neck, and put it on the cat's head.
"Kitty, it can help you."
The cat lowered its head and suddenly grasped her soul tablet. In an instant, all the sinister energy within her body was absorbed by the soul tablet!
After a while, the cat released the soul tablet and hurriedly went to check on Mu Jin's injuries.
"Ah Jin, let me see your injury."
Mu Jin grabbed the cat's hand that was about to take her pulse, "It's alright, I'm not injured."
He gently stroked the cat's face and wiped away her tears. "You startled me."
“The cat didn’t do it on purpose,” she said. “Let me see your injury…”
"We'll see when we get back," Mu Jin said, taking the opportunity to pull the cat away.
This doesn't look like a place to talk at all.
Upon reaching the edge of the roof, the cat grabbed Mu Jin and jumped down with him.
As it fell, the cat absorbed all the force of Mu Jin's descent and landed lightly on the ground.
"Kitty..." Mu Jin was a little helpless. It seemed that he had been dragged down by the cat just now.
"Ah Jin, aren't I amazing?" the cat asked, looking at him.
“…Mm.” Mu Jin nodded.
The cat looked back and pointed to the woman tied to the spire, "Ah Jin, I..."
She wanted to say that she had done something bad.
But Mu Jin didn't even look at it. "Just leave it hanging there. You did a great job."
The cat blinked. "Really?"
Mu Jin nodded.
"whee."
The cat finally smiled.
Mu Jin's voice was slow and firm as she told her, word by word, "You did nothing wrong. This isn't a bad thing. She's the worse one. Remember that?"
"Mmm." The cat nodded.
Her motorcycle was parked outside, but she was worried that Mu Jin might get hurt, so she put the motorcycle back into her life space and released a vehicle directly onto the wide road.
"Let's go, Ah Jin."
Mu Jin sighed again, thinking how difficult it was to pretend to have amnesia.
He got into the car first and made a phone call to Ye Mingshi while driving.
"Hey, Jin'er? Aren't you at the base? What brings you here to call me?"
"Find some paparazzi, have them go to the Vientiane Auction House, take photos and videos, give them more money, and let them make the story more exciting."
Mu Jin's voice carried a chilling murderous intent as it reached Ye Mingshi's ears through the phone.
He shuddered. Although he didn't know what had happened, he immediately agreed, "Okay, I'll take care of it right away."
"No need to go immediately. Go at dawn. There's an auction at the Vientiane Auction House tomorrow. Protect the scene so everyone can see this."
Ye Mingshi was even more confused, "...Okay."
Mu Jin hung up the phone.
Hearing the dial tone on his phone, Ye Mingshi paused for a few seconds before quickly making a call, instructing people in H City to immediately go to the Wanxiang Auction House to check on the situation.
He dared not ask Jin Er, whose tone was almost murderous.
He received the results very quickly.
The people there took photos of him with a night camera, capturing Kang Jiao tied to the spire with exceptional clarity.
"What kind of trouble is this woman causing now?"
He suspected that Mu Jin was not the one who did this; he certainly wouldn't have taken off the woman's clothes.
That was... done by the cat?
Look how tall that spire is; it's usually difficult to even climb up there. Getting Kang Jiao up there and tying her up is such a difficult move; I guess only a cat could pull it off.
But just how angry must the cat be...?
He instantly understood what Mu Jin meant, and so he contacted a professional paparazzi...
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Mu Jin drove his car to an open space, where he parked his helicopter.
"Ah Jin, where are we going?"
After getting out of the car, the cat immediately put the car back into its life space.
"go home."
Mu Jin jumped onto the helicopter first, then reached out to pull the cat.
Cat also got on, fastened her seatbelt, and watched as Mu Jin skillfully controlled the plane.
Go home...
For some reason, the cat felt a warm feeling inside, which spread throughout her body, and her mood became a little cheerful.
Two hours later.
Cat and Mu Jin returned to the apartment.
The cat went to the pool, swam around, and then lay down on the edge, looking around the house.
Hmm... Ah Jin's presence is everywhere. So this is what home is all about.
Mu Jin walked over and sat on the shore. He rubbed the cat's wet hair and said, "I'm sorry I'm late."
"Huh?" Cat grabbed Mu Jin's hand. "It's not too late, A Jin. I'm still waiting for your call."
But as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that her phone was probably no longer working.
“I don’t know what happened today. Kang Jiao had someone take nude photos of me. I got angry, and then… my powers from my past life came out.”
Mu Jin didn't ask about what happened tonight, but Maomao told her on her own initiative.
Mu Jin reassured her by squeezing her hand back, "It's alright, leave the rest to me."
"Then I..." the cat began hesitantly, but ultimately remained silent.
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