Tu Xiao'an no longer needed Bai Chuyan. Her job as a guide was done. Now, with the Golden Pupils right before him, all he had to do was wait for the right moment to take it.
The plan was simple. There was no need to alert anyone. It had to be done silently.
Ancestor Grandma Bai stood before the cage, admiring the cat's majestic form. Every so often, she would simply extend a hand. A plump, luscious cherry from the courtyard, brimming with Spiritual Qi, would fly down as if it had wings. The beautiful woman would open her mouth, pop it in, and eat it with her eyes narrowed in pleasure, bright red juice trickling from the corner of her lips.
The night slowly deepened. Tu Xiao'an could only watch and wait. The beautiful woman was a powerhouse that even his system couldn't analyze, and from the looks of it, there was something eerie about her.
