The gate guards greeted them as they walked through, though the two also did a double take when they saw the black creature in his arms. He paid them no mind.
“Should we inform Uncle about this?” asked Wu Meiying.
“Let’s do that later. Right now, I think we should patch this little guy up and get him somewhere warm,” Wu Jian said.
They took the small black feline to his building and entered his bedroom. They both changed into dry clothes, washed the blood from the magical beast’s body with a rag, then Wu Jian sat on the bed, the creature on his lap, and wrapped himself up in blankets.
Wu Meiying gave him an amused stare.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m warming it up with my body heat.”
“In that case, make some room for me. I’ll help you.”
Opening the blanket, Wu Jian allowed Wu Meiying
