"Where did you pop out from?" Nong Ting asked, her face cold and grim. Her tailbone was still aching.
"Look how young this little cub is. Could he be the child Nong Mu gave birth to in the Underground City?" Nong Jing asked, covering her mouth in feigned surprise. In reality, her eyes were filled with glee at Nong Mu's misfortune. "Oh, silly me. I heard your body was ruined, Nong Mu, and that you can't have children. So this must be a cub you rescued from Underground Yecheng City out of the goodness of your heart, right?"
"I know!" a young female shouted in a high-pitched voice. "My brother went out to rescue Nong Ting last night, and he was lured away by a little cub who was stealing things..."
A look of hurt realization dawned on Nong Ting's face. "No wonder," she said. "Birds of a feather flock together. Sister, since you have a little thief for a brother, your own skills must be far superior."
