Chapter 66 – How A Cat Slave Is Formed (13)
Yan Luo slowly shifted, moving to the position of the treetops, trembling slightly, but her eyes of a different color were firmly fixed on the movements of those few people.
Behind them lingered a black aura, resembling an aura of doom or perhaps menace, but regardless of which, being involved with these people was definitely not a good sign.
Jun Chen walked with some urgency, striding to the car, and just passed by those people.
Jun Chen sensed danger and instinctively stepped back. A sharp light of blade flashed past as Jun Chen’s gaze hardened, preparing to act, but then he heard a familiar, tender voice.
*Meow~!*
Jun Chen looked up to see a white furball leaping down from the nearby treetop, pouncing on those people.
Before he could intervene, the little furball, whose teeth had barely grown in a few days, fiercely bit into the wrist of one of the people who was preparing to strike.
The pain caused the person to fling the knife in their hand, inadvertently also flinging Yan Luo away.
Jun Chen’s pupils contracted as he watched the white furball being thrown to the ground, rolling a few times, its snowy fur tainted with dust, looking somewhat disheveled.
After trembling and meowing twice, it curled up on the ground, shivering.
Without a second thought, Jun Chen kicked the person who seemed eager to act again. When he saw the security guards approaching, he walked over to Yan Luo.
Although he intended to walk calmly and maintain composure, his somewhat staggering steps fully reflected his inner turmoil.
The attacking people had already been restrained by the security guards who had hurried over. Jun Chen squatted down and reached out to touch the somewhat dusty little bundle.
*Meow… meow~* The faint trembling and tender voice instantly ignited Jun Chen’s anger.
He cautiously lifted Yan Luo, his face showing no emotion. The security guards had already called the police. They looked at Jun Chen, who seemed calm despite the lack of visible emotions, with a hint of fear as they approached.
“After handing them over to the police, have the public security bureau call me.” Jun Chen’s voice was calm, his expression composed, nothing like someone who had just experienced such an incident.
Only he knew the surging hostility within him now.
The security guards nodded repeatedly, curiously glancing at the trembling white bundle in Jun Chen’s arms. Before they could take a second look, Jun Chen had already turned and got into the car, quickly driving away.
Jun Chen didn’t place Yan Luo in the passenger seat but carefully held her on his lap. As the car smoothly pulled away, Jun Chen’s expression darkened completely.
*Meow meow… meow~* Yan Luo trembled slightly.
It hurt, it hurt so much, probably a bone was broken from the fall.
Holding her front paws, Yan Luo curled up into a ball.
Even the exciting news of Jun Chen’s blackening value reduced by fifteen points couldn’t snap her out of it.
She was truly risking her life to care for this blackening male god. All she asked was for them to obediently turn back to white and bid farewell happily, was that too much to ask?
Jun Chen naturally sensed Yan Luo’s shivering. He recalled how Fang Yuan had incessantly talked about how fragile kittens were in his ear, especially since Little Snowball was weaker than other kittens without her mother’s milk, and how she needed to be cared for. The aura surrounding him couldn’t help but become even more dangerous.