Chapter 287: The Death of a Martial Saint
Right at the moment Ji Qingcheng spoke and moved to leave, however, the big black cat stirred up a rush of wind and suddenly leaped from the roof of the inn across the way.
It landed directly in Ji Qingcheng's path, fixed her with a sharp look from its green eyes, then turned urgently toward Li Musheng and began meowing with great insistence, its nimble paws gesturing the whole time.
At the sight, Ji Qingcheng looked at the big black cat in front of her, and felt a sudden drop in her stomach.
"Perhaps I cannot leave after all?"
Ji Qingcheng drew a slow breath and looked at Li Musheng, "What does this mean?"
At that, Li Musheng managed to roughly work out what the big black cat was trying to convey.
It was clearly lodging a vigorous protest against Ji Qingcheng, urging Li Musheng not to let her go.
"What it is saying is that you lied just now, and that you are very likely from Falling God Peak."
Li Musheng explained this, then turned his gaze to study Ji Qingcheng.