Chapter Ninety-Three: Spare Not Those Who Harbor Hatred

No, it’s impossible.
Forget-me-not could never lie to me; he never has.
Every time he went out, saying he’d be back in three days, he always returned at dawn on the third day, drenched in dew.
Whenever he did something without telling me, it always proved to be the right thing—never something harmful to me.
How could he possibly deceive me?
My body felt soft, my mind was fuzzy; many things eluded my understanding, and I sank into that strange, self-pitying despair again.
Until, disoriented, I returned to the cat’s den and saw Dawn Rice rushing toward me.
“Qianqian, run! Run! Run!” Dawn Rice’s loud shouts made me think something terrible had happened!
But before I could turn around, a large group of kittens stormed out of the house!
Leading them was the dark yellow fierce cat who, in front of Forget-me-not, had dared to kill Claudia outright last time!
“Take Bai Qianqian away!” the cat ordered coldly, and the other kittens stood ready.
“Youyan! Let her go! Don’t make a mistake!” Dawn Rice blocked my path, her belly just beginning to swell, wobbling slightly.
“Don’t worry about me; you go first.” I hurriedly stepped back a few paces, careful not to bump into her.
But taking those few steps felt like a tremendous effort—I barely avoided falling!
I was still weak from just having the spirit-dulling powder diluted in my system; my muscles felt soft, like I had been anesthetized.
Even so, I couldn’t let anyone risk themselves for me, especially not the pregnant Dawn Rice!
Yet that cat named Youyan wore an indifferent expression, advancing steadily with the group of kittens.
Dawn Rice stood before me, shouting loudly, mouth wide open:
“Yubao! Stinky Yubao! Someone’s attacking your wife and baby! Stink—y—u—b—a—o—!”
I wondered if, standing opposite her, I could see the tremble of her tongue as it emitted sound waves from her throat?
Sure enough, after a short while, a red flash streaked over, rushing with water droplets!
“What’s going on? What’s going on?”
Yubao looked at Dawn Rice in panic, his fur wet and dripping.
Apparently… he was bathing.
Dawn Rice didn’t explain, but Yubao turned and immediately saw the formidable Youyan, understanding the situation at once.
Shaking off the water, Yubao sighed: “What are you up to again?”
“Ordered to capture Bai Qianqian.” The voice was still icy cold.
“Who gave that order?” Yubao coaxed, licking the fur on Dawn Rice’s neck lightly, speaking casually.
“Rebecca.”
“Rebecca has no right to arrest anyone.” Yubao spat disdainfully, signaling Dawn Rice to step back and leave the area.
“The master said that when he’s absent, Rebecca has full authority. Now that the master is unconscious, Rebecca has the right to deal with remnants.”
“Remnants? You make it sound so nice.”
“Just move aside quickly, or there will be a fight.”
“Oh, that sounds scary.” Yubao stepped forward, ready to fight. “Fight? Come on, I’ll show you my claws.”
Dawn Rice grabbed me and ran wildly, while behind us, a large group of cats and a big fox had already begun to tear into each other—a simple brawl, which to me seemed just an ordinary fight.
“Run, run! Stinky Yubao’s about to explode!” Dawn Rice shouted as we dashed forward.
My legs still felt weak, but I was pulled along, rushing ahead as if caught in a whirlwind. Behind us, a huge light suddenly surged, illuminating the path so brightly it dazzled us.
“Boom—!”
I turned my head and saw many kittens flattened on the ground, stunned by the powerful spiritual energy emanating from Yubao’s body.
Yet Youyan was still fighting fiercely with Yubao, seemingly uninjured.
Turning a corner and going downstairs, Dawn Rice and I—one pregnant, one recently recovering from illness—were slow, but fortunately Yubao was dragging them out, and we ran for a long time.
Until a large net dropped from the sky.
We scrambled inside the net, and then a pair of snow-white paws landed before our eyes, followed by a thick tail.
That tail was familiar—long-haired, rare—a sign of Rebecca.
As expected, the net tightened, and we were hung on a small wooden cart.
“Yubao—! Yubao—!”
Dawn Rice was still yelling and kicking her legs.
“Dawn Rice, stop kicking.” I muttered beside her.
Partly because with her thrashing, I, limp and trapped in the net, couldn’t exert any strength.
Also, I worried whether Dawn Rice’s vigorous movements and loud shouting might harm the baby in her belly.
“No need to shout. I’ve put something to trap spirit beasts over there; your Yubao can’t get out.” Rebecca licked her paw leisurely, narrating with ease.
“You’re despicable!” I shouted furiously.
Before I could say more, Rebecca looked up and signaled a nearby kitten.
The kitten transformed instantly into a human, picked up a stick, and struck toward us!
I instinctively leapt forward, but the stick hit my head squarely! The impact rang sharply in my skull!
Yet strangely, it didn’t hurt much—the only pain was in my ear, the one with an earring.
I shook it off, knowing this time Forget-me-not wouldn’t come to save me, so I still protected Dawn Rice!
The stick rapped down repeatedly; two cats inside were beaten and howling—a punching bag tossed about by blows!
When the stick hit flesh, the pain was intense, far worse than when Forget-me-not lightly tapped my behind with a small stick! No mercy at all! My whole body felt as if my bones might shatter!
After several blows, Dawn Rice and I both fainted!
The last thing I heard Rebecca say was, “The pregnant one, throw her into the river; the wretched cat, send her to the forest.”
In that instant, my mind was clear—there was still a moment left.
I heard Rebecca continue, “Claudia is waiting there for her, waiting for her to…”
After that, I lost consciousness and didn’t catch the rest.
When I woke, I found myself in a dark place, moving cautiously with fear.
My mind registered that I had been sent to the Rotten Forest.
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