Chapter 15: The cat swore loudly, and Qian Yue was on guard against child snatching

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“Mind your own business! You bad man, hmph~”

Su Wan’s Mother, Qian Yue, spoke again: “Mister, take off your clothes. This concubine has taken a liking to them and will wash them clean for you afterward.”

Su Wan’s Mother didn’t want to use her magical power in front of Su Wan.

Cang Ye furrowed his brow, once again casting an illusion technique.

The fox fur coat on Qian Yue flew off directly, first completely exposing Su Wan’s Mother’s bare form.

Then it transformed into a white dress adorned with fox fur, clinging tightly to Qian Yue’s body.

Qian Yue shot Cang Ye a glare, then lifted her right foot, tugging at the hem of the dress between her legs that wouldn’t stretch even a single step apart.

She said softly: “Shoes~ I want pretty ones.”

Cang Ye frowned, about to conjure her pretty shoes. After all, it was all just an illusion anyway.

In reality, to Qian Yue herself, she still felt completely bare, exposed to the air in her natural state.

“Meow—! Meow meow meow meow!”

Suddenly, a cat grew angry.

It let out a loud cry, then followed with a series of chaotic meows.

Qian Yue furrowed her brow, knowing the cat demon was cursing quite vilely.

Cat demon: ‘Here I am fighting for my life, and there you are being all lovey-dovey? Damn *****.’

Qian Yue accepted the insults gladly, because everything the cat demon was calling her—vixen, seductress of men, and all that—was completely true, and moreover, it was exactly what she enjoyed.

But sensing the cat demon’s unstable emotions, Qian Yue also knew it was time to act.

Qian Yue suddenly turned tearful, kneeling weakly and delicately before Cang Ye, crying out:

“Young Master~ this old monk, he~ he~ he not only looked upon this concubine’s entire body, but he also tried to assault this concubine’s person.”

“Please, Young Master, help drive away this lecherous monk. If he won’t leave, this concubine truly has no face left to live. Wuwuwu~ wuwuwu~”

Qian Yue began fake crying.

Su Wan looked in confusion at his mother’s body, at the new clothes that had appeared on her.

He wanted to reach out and touch his mother’s shoulder, but Cang Ye grabbed his hand.

Cang Ye said: “Children shouldn’t go around touching randomly.”

Su Wan: “Hm? Oh, alright.”

Su Wan simply frowned and nodded, then turned his gaze back to his mother.

Then he shifted his gaze to Cang Ye and the old monk.

Earlier, both the old monk and Cang Ye had been chasing his mother the whole way.

If either of them had seen anything, both would have seen the same thing.

But now his mother only mentioned the old monk.

Su Wan looked at the two different appearances and immediately came to a conclusion.

“It’s because the old monk is ugly. No, it’s because Master is handsome!”

Su Wan frowned again, thinking to himself: ‘Beyond that, the deeper reason must be… Mother wants Cang Ye to act rather than exposing her own identity.’

Cang Ye furrowed his brow, glancing at Qian Yue, then looking over at the scene of the cat demon and monk locked in battle.

He could see the monk already had thoughts of leaving, fighting further and further away.

On the contrary, the cat demon seemed to have worked up a real fighting fury, apparently unwilling to let the old monk go.

Finally, he turned his gaze back to Su Wan and said with a gentle smile: “Wanwan, my disciple, what do you think?”

“Me?”

Su Wan raised his hand and pointed at himself, not expecting that matters between his mother and Cang Ye would require his decision.

“Mm.”

Cang Ye said with a smile: “Master will listen to his disciple entirely. Whatever the disciple says, that is what shall be.”

“Then…”

Su Wan furrowed his brow, his gaze shifting to where the cat demon and monk were.

He was a bit troubled.

He was a good person.

He didn’t want to kill the monk, nor did he want to kill the cat demon.

Because the cat demon might have been called over by his mother to save the situation, making her his…

Auntie?

Anyway, she was probably his mother’s close friend.

As Su Wan hesitated for a moment, the battle ahead shifted once more.

“Meow!“

The white cat let out a sharp cry, drawing Su Wan’s attention.

“Bang!“

Another sound of impact.

Su Wan looked over in that direction.

He hadn’t seen the cause, only the result.

When his gaze arrived, he only saw the white cat’s left leg already raised high, stained with blood, seemingly showing signs of a fracture.

The cat leaped backward, suddenly becoming a three-legged cat, and let out another string of filthy meows.

Although Su Wan couldn’t understand, he instinctively felt it was quite foul.

As for who it was aimed at, he had no idea.

Su Wan’s Mother remained in place, about to continue her tearful pleading to harness the man’s help.

“Master!”

Su Wan spoke up first, earning a second look from his mother.

Su Wan said: “The monk is detestable. Please drive the monk away.”

He could also observe the cat demon’s reaction afterward—whether it would leave directly or come over to make contact with his mother.

Su Wan thought secretly, his face showing only simple pleading.

Neither Cang Ye nor Qian Yue knew that Su Wan was wise beyond his years with many schemes running through his head.

Cang Ye simply nodded and said: “Alright, wait here and see what your Master can do.”

“Ahem!“

Cang Ye let out a light cough, about to unleash his power and take action, when he glanced at Su Wan and Qian Yue.

His eyes suddenly revealed deep thought and mischief—teasing toward Su Wan, wariness toward Qian Yue—as he said:

“You two over there, listen well. No more fighting. Whoever dares to keep fighting, I’ll help the other one beat that one.”

“Huh?!”

Su Wan, Qian Yue, the cat, and the monk were all confused.

Only Cang Ye’s eyes and face showed amusement. He quietly covered his mouth and said to Su Wan:

“The art of the tongue is also a martial art, and the skill of words is also a skill. Besides, your Master is good for nothing but running away, so I can’t exactly mediate this fight either~”

“You…”

Su Wan was speechless, feeling that Cang Ye simply didn’t want to bother fighting, or even worried about getting hurt himself, so he decided to clean up the mess at the smallest possible cost.

He turned his gaze forward again.

“Hmph!“

The old monk ahead let out only a disdainful snort toward the cat demon, then spoke to Cang Ye and Qian Yue:

“Daoist Cang, Miss Qian, this old monk will take his leave. However, as for the demon problem at your estate, this humble monk will surely keep it in mind. Within a month at most, I will definitely bring my fellow disciples to pay a visit and help eradicate the demon threat!”

“Farewell!”

The old monk left those final two words, stepping on his kasaya with his alms bowl hovering above his head and his monk’s staff floating behind him.

Using his monk’s staff and alms bowl—one for offense, one for defense—to guard against sneak attacks from the cat demon, Cang Ye, and Qian Yue, he quickly departed.

Once the old monk had gone far, Cang Ye’s gaze immediately turned to the cat demon.

Su Wan did the same.

“Meow!“

The cat demon let out a soft cry, hopping around to turn and glance at Cang Ye, Qian Yue, and Su Wan.

She saw Cang Ye and Qian Yue, two adults, flanking the child protectively in the middle.

Cang Ye held Su Wan’s left hand, and Qian Yue held Su Wan’s shoulder, looking for all the world like a loving family of three.

And she, this cat, was truly the outsider—isolated and excluded.

The cat demon bared her teeth, making a fierce, angry face at the ‘family of three.’

She then looked down at her injured, raised left leg, frowned again, and turned to shrink as she dashed toward the treetops nearby.

“Phew!”

Su Wan let out a relieved breath.

The old monk and the cat demon had finally left together.

And subconsciously playing dumb, he was also grateful that the cat demon hadn’t come over to catch up with his mother.

This showed that the two of them probably really weren’t familiar with each other.

Perhaps his mother really was just a poor ordinary person snatched up by the cat demon.

At least for a month, or half a month, his home would be peaceful and safe.

Su Wan recalled the monk’s parting declaration, his gaze shifting to Cang Ye on the left, then to his mother on the right.

“Within a month…”

Su Wan unconsciously murmured aloud.

“It’s fine~”

Cang Ye said: “Master will protect you.”

A gentle smile spread across Cang Ye’s face.

Qian Yue: “Mother will protect you.”

Qian Yue’s face still wore her gentle, beautiful smile, but upon hearing Cang Ye’s words, she suddenly furrowed her brow, then gently tugged at her son’s right arm.

She quietly pulled her son into her embrace, moving him a bit farther from Cang Ye.

Qian Yue thought: ‘This one steals children! He’s not even of age yet, and he’s already trying to steal him? He’s a bad man!’