Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Hearing its roar reminded Zhang Zian of a question––which generation of Fina Paris XIII was that? It was a strange question, but maybe the statue just learned to speak and didn’t understand grammar.

  “Fina is not here at the moment. It is probably sleeping in the shop.” He shook his head. “If you want to see it, you must first surrender. Don’t worry, we are very lenient. We will not kill you if we pay with your claws. If you pay with your nose ring, we will punish you for your merits!”


  When it heard his words, it was suspicious, doubtful, and angry. It was confused as to why its sworn enemy was not there. Could it be that sleep was that important? It really wanted to tell its sworn enemy personally that there was no need to sleep. There would experience a naturally long sleep after its death!

  What made it angry was that its sworn enemy had not appeared. Could it be that it was looking down on it? What right did it have? It was a real god, and its sworn enemy was only the spokesperson for Bastet. To say it in a ruder way, it was just Bastet’s dog!

  But regardless of that, it was definitely more at ease. Its sworn enemy was not there, and it was not fearful of the rest!

  It knew that it had accidentally fallen for the enemy’s scheme and was surrounded. Zhang Zian abusing the kitten was just a ploy to get it there, but despite that, staying there was just wasting time. It did not have long until it was daylight.

  It was not naturally fearful of daylight like ghosts or vampires were, but in its heart it felt uncomfortable. The sunlight made it feel like it was burning and like it was going to melt. The daylight caused its movements to be obvious, and at that moment, it was not good for it to be exposed in front of everyone.

  It needed to quickly get around the cats that were surrounding it!

  It pretended to look around, and created the illusion that it intended to break out of its surroundings. It glanced at Zhang Zian, then it rushed towards him without hesitation.

  It knew it had to capture the ringleader in order to capture all its followers.

  It was not in a good situation. Usually, it was in the dark and others were in the light, but its current situation was reversed. In the shadowy woods and weeds around it, it did not know whether there were other enemies lurking. Therefore, it had to hold Zhang Zian hostage to ensure its safe departure.

  Although its speed was not particularly fast, the distance between it and Zhang Zian was only about 56 meters. Human eyesight at night was limited, so even if Zhang Zian wanted to avoid the Holy Cat Statue, it was going to be too late. Needless to mention its tusks and claws, even if he was hit by such a heavy bronze lump at a high speed, he would be sputtering blood.

  The five to six meters of distance was decreased by half in a blink of his eye, and red traces were left behind where its eyes used to be. It could see from Zhang Zian’s facial expression that he was caught off guard.

  The muscles in his body moved before his mind. He bent his knees slightly and tried to jump, but it was still too late.

  Just when the Holy Cat Statue thought that it would definitely succeed, the grass to the side of it suddenly separated and a figure jumped out at the speed of lightning. It jumped and stopped it while it was in the air. A cat that was dressed like a human rushed out of the grass towards the statue.

  The figure was wearing a hat. Its gown and jacket were pulled tight against the wind. Two brass-colored eyes projected from beneath the hat, and its speed was astonishing.

  “You evil creature––how dare you do this!” This figure erupted in a burst of anger, and then stopped in front of Zhang Zian.

  Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

  The two figures met in the air at a speed that the human eye could not perceive. They wiped out a series of dazzling sparks, and five crisp dings of clashing metal rang out into the green space.

  The two figures, exhausted, turned away from each other. The statue of the Cat God weighed a lot, so it went backwards only about a meter, while the other figure in the air turned a somersault and lightly landed back in its original position.

  “Who are you?” The Holy Cat Statue used its blood red eyes to stare at the figure that had just appeared. The other party’s strength exceeded its imagination. Even though there was a great difference in their weights, when they met each other midair, there was no way to borrow strength. The other party used an extremely high-level technique to remove the strength of its attack and then attack it back.

  The figure wore a hat, and its face was hidden under the rim. Its robe swayed slightly in the night wind. It stood there calmly, with the composure of a schoolmaster.

  “I am Old Time Tea,” Old Time Tea spoke.

  When the Holy Cat Statue was displayed in the shop, it was facing outside to welcome the customers. Old Time Tea was a low-key cat, and it always watched television in the corner of the shop. It very rarely went out, and, because of that, the Holy Cat Statue had very little impression of it. It had not known that it was so strong. After all, when Old Time Tea showed off its strength in the past, the statue was still being displayed in a second hand antique shop.

  Although Old Time Tea pretended to be calm and unaffected on the surface, the claw it had hidden in its long sleeve was swollen and aching. It was somewhat shocked at its strength as well, and therefore did not look down on the newly incarnated elfin.

  One had to know, the power of faith gave it a steel body. A cat’s sharp claws could easily cut off its golden nose ring, but when it clashed with the Holy Cat Statue’s body, Old Time Tea became acutely aware of how strong its body was. Some of Old Time Tea’s strength had dimished, mainly because the other party’s body was heavy and strong. It felt like a lightweight sword tried to cut a hammer. Even though its claws were sharp, it was impossible for them to cut off through a hammer. Too much force would break the sword itself.

  “Old Time Tea, are you all right?” Zhang Zian hurriedly asked.

  “There’s no problem.” Old Time Tea shook its head. Its eyes never left the Holy Cat Statue.

  Zhang Zian thought that it was lucky that Old Time Tea had come along… Otherwise trying to deal with that hit would have been nearly impossible.

  On the other hand, the Holy Cat Statue was shocked. Old Time Tea’s claws had managed to scratch several wounds onto its bronze body. The battle may not have been anything extreme, but if it was not for its heavy and strong body of bronze, it would have died.

  It had napped for 2,000 years. During its time away, the world had produced so many strong characters… They were like mushrooms springing up after the rain.

  It could not help but feel fear in its heart. It was one thing if there was only Fina––it probably could have dealt with that––but if Old Time Tea, whose true power was not known, was added in, it was going to have to fight hard for its survival.

  With Old Time Tea protecting Zhang Zian’s side, capturing the ringleader in order to capture all its followers was not possible anymore. Continuing to delay things was not beneficial to it.

  So it repeated its trick. It bowed backwards, pretended it wanted to attack Zhang Zian again, then suddenly turned its head and rushed towards the entrance of the green space.

  “Move out of my way!” it yelled angrily at the stray cats that were blocking its path.

  However, the stray cats that would have avoided it in the past all stood still and did not move. Even though their faces still showed a look of fear, their eyes were burning with a belief that was enough to totally suppress life and death.

  Death did not belong to a Meow-Meow Doctrine Believer!