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"Meow..." The cat meowed as it walked toward the corpses of the children, rubbing its face against them, trying to wake them up. "Meow?"
But it was unable to.
"Did you adopt this kitten?" Maria asked with a light smile.
"He's... Little Black, Feng Xian's pet," said Kim Hua. "He's... the little boy that the second elder is holding."
"He once got lost in the mountains on a rainy day," said Wu Lieng. "We were so worried, searching everywhere for him... When we finally found him, he was carrying a little black kitten in his hands, barely alive. He was more concerned about the cat than himself."
"He... he was a gentle soul," Kim Hua muttered, his eyes filled with pain.
