A strand of silk-like black hair gently landed on the jade-like hand. When the wind blew, the hair caressed the back of the hand.
"Meow!"
"Meow~"
From time to time, the happy and soft meowing of a cat could be heard in the carriage. It was sometimes long and sometimes short, sometimes high and sometimes low, adding a sense of leisure and joy.
"Long live, long live!"
After the cheers, a young man in green quickly walked to the side of the carriage. A corner of his black inner robe was revealed at his collar. He leaned against the carriage and reported softly, "Master, he has been beheaded."
There was a long silence in response to the young man in green.
His silence was so long that the young man in green thought that he wouldn't receive any response. Suddenly, an indifferent male voice came from the carriage.
"Let's go."
His voice was ethereal and clear, as if it came from the clouds and green mist at the peak of Mount Tai.
