Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1274: Unable to Face It

Wen Xiao’ai paused for a moment, then immediately hugged him...

The cold surroundings seemed to warm up.

The longing and torment of their separation during this time...

Jun Moyan gently cupped her small face, his forehead touching hers, nose tip against nose tip...

"Jun Moyan..."

Seeing Wen Xiao’ai’s eyes turn red again with tears glistening, Jun Moyan looked into her eyes and spoke: "Don’t cry anymore, I’ll be here always, you’ll never be alone again."

His tone was neither too light nor too heavy, carrying some reassurance, but in his eyes was a steadfastness that put Wen Xiao’ai at ease.

"Okay." Wen Xiao’ai smiled and nodded strongly.

As long as Jun Moyan said it, she believed it.

Jun Moyan lifted his hand to gently scratch her nose tip, then pinched her little face, his eyes full of affection.

"Seems like you’ve gained a bit of weight, your face looks plumper, looks like you’ve been eating well recently."

"Hehe, Jun Moyan, I want you to carry me on your back."

"Alright." Jun Moyan released her, squatting in front of her.

Wen Xiao’ai laughed as she climbed onto his back, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Jun Moyan stood up with her on his back, walking forward.

"Where are we going..." As Wen Xiao’ai looked around, her smile suddenly stiffened and then vanished.

She finally noticed the dark and eerie environment surrounding them.

Vaguely, the cries of ghostly spirits could be heard from far away.

Wen Xiao’ai released Jun Moyan’s neck, lifting her head to look around.

"Jun Moyan, is this... the Netherworld?"

Struck by the joy of reunion, Wen Xiao’ai gradually became aware of many things she had overlooked.

For instance, the huge creature that resurrected from Jun Moyan’s chest, what was going on with that?

Why did it suddenly transform into Jun Moyan?

"...Yes." Jun Moyan stopped his footsteps, gazing towards the distant gray haze where the ancient palace corners emerged, without proceeding further.

His mood became heavy, and unease grew.

Wen Xiao’ai reached up, her fingertips lifting a strand of Jun Moyan’s dark hair, her mind replaying the scene of that creature appearing in the Cat Demon Clan, then bringing her here and suddenly turning into Jun Moyan.

Fen Yao called him... Lord?

And here is... the Netherworld.

The mysterious energy in him which could save lives... Blood Crow’s constant surveillance on him... the strange phenomena at his birth... the Clan Leader grandmother’s strong opposition... Feng Liyan’s concealment about the tattoo... Nie Jiuque’s apparent hatred towards him yet not killing, even protecting him... Nie Jiuque’s words "wait for him a while longer, everything will end" now echoed in her mind.

Boom, like a bolt of lightning exploded in Wen Xiao’ai’s brain.

The hand clutching his clothes slightly trembled, her wet eyes widening continuously.

Her mind was at times clear, at times blurry.

She held her breath, slowly lifting her gaze to Jun Moyan’s nape, tears suddenly falling.

Feeling something wrong with Wen Xiao’ai on his back, Jun Moyan’s heart tightened, cautiously probing:

"...Xiaoguai?"

Wen Xiao’ai stared wide-eyed, blankly gazing at the back of his head, unsure if she heard him call her, but she didn’t respond.

Jun Moyan’s heart panicked instantaneously. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"Xiaoguai? What’s wrong with you?" He tried to keep his tone calm, but the panic inside him kept growing and magnifying.

"I... I’m fine, where are we going?"

It felt like a sponge was stuffed in her throat, swelling constantly, pressing against her throat.

Jun Moyan heard the obvious tremor in her voice.