Qin Shu stopped walking. From the man's tone, she could tell that he came with ill intentions.
Since she didn't know what his intentions were, she could only adapt to circumstances.
She slowly turned around and saw the man who stopped her. He was wearing a black suit. He was tall and sturdy with a firm lower body. One could easily tell that he practiced martial arts.
He had an average appearance, but she was certain that she had never seen his face before.
The stranger looked at the cat in Qin Shu's arms. His eyes lit up. "Leave the cat. You can go."
Qin Shu hugged Bazong tightly in her arms. Her crystal clear eyes looked at the man. Her voice trembled slightly. "This is my pet. Why should I give it to you?"
The first impression that Qin Shu gave to others was that she was weak and fragile. With this impression, others would normally treat her lightly and let their guard down.
