The cat named ’Xu Xiaohua’ is the demon race bloodline separated by Wen Li using a secret technique; it is a part of her body and soul.

Although Wen Li can still experience some of its feelings, treating it as an independent entity is acceptable. However, Wen Li has always had a doubt in her mind.

That is... on the day Xu Chang’an brought Yun Qian to Muyu Peak, she felt the extreme fear coming from Xiaohua. At first, she thought Xiaohua was in mortal danger, but when she directed her divine sense towards Xiaohua, what she saw was Xu Chang’an’s courtyard.

Wen Li thus did not understand.

After all, Xiaohua is of the demon race, and aside from the junior brother, it has never shown a good attitude to anyone. The fact that it could act as a small messenger on Muyu Peak was purely because of the junior sisters who respected the junior brother, because... Wen Li knows that the perception on Muyu Peak is that Xiaohua is the junior brother’s pet, not hers.

In general... this little creature has quite a bad temperament.

What kind-hearted cat would go to the lakeside daily to catch fish? Even if its legs were broken by the fish, it would fiercely try to bite the other to death.

At the junior brother’s house, Xiaohua was practically a reckless mountain king. Spoiled by the junior brother, Xiaohua was not even afraid of her, and even when in the junior brother’s arms, it dared to bare its teeth at her.

This little creature, surprisingly one day, showed such fear that it couldn’t move... even... almost scared enough to wet the junior brother’s mattress.

What did it encounter?

After that day, when Wen Li returned, she specifically asked Xiaohua, and the only answer she got was the word ’woman.’ No matter how much she asked, Xiaohua would only shiver without responding.

Lately, Wen Li learned from Xu Chang’an about what happened that day, and she found out that Xiaohua had interacted with Yun Qian during the time she sensed the fear, and then... even Wen Li was a bit bewildered.

How could Junior Sister Yun frighten Xiaohua to such an extent?

When Wen Li met Yun Qian’s gaze, she sensed a calm and gentle warmth, just being looked at by Yun Qian allowed her to feel a rare peace and a harmonious, natural feeling... which was extremely rare.

So, why is Yun Qian... and for what reason, and... what is so frightening about her?

The more she looked at Yun Qian, the more Wen Li realized that even though there was telepathy and a blood connection, she and Xiaohua were already two completely different entities.

And at this moment, Wen Li, who had always been reticent, suddenly spoke, causing Zhu Pingniang to glance sideways.

"What." Yun Qian asked.

"Xiaohua seems very afraid of you." Wen Li’s eyes appeared like a deep pool, calm but reflecting everything.

"Does Junior Sister know the reason?"

"Afraid... of me?" Yun Qian thought for a moment, then seemed to ponder.

The raccoon flower, which will marry in the future, is very afraid of her as the main wife, huh... indeed, there’s such a thing, so she nodded.

"It’s very afraid of me." Yun Qian nodded, that day when Xu Chang’an wasn’t there, and she was alone with the cat, it could be said the cat had no strength at all, allowing her to manipulate it freely... almost to the point of scaring its breath away, even almost dirtying her husband’s mattress.

"...Indeed." Wen Li didn’t expect Yun Qian to admit it just like that; she initially thought it was a misunderstanding, but since Ms. Yun also felt it, then it wasn’t a misunderstanding... but Wen Li’s doubts only grew larger.

This soft and sticky Ms. Yun, what is Xiaohua afraid of?

That girl, dare to trespass into the most hot-tempered junior sister’s boudoir, even if beaten black and blue afterward, never reflect... yet it’s afraid of Ms. Yun?

Completely incomprehensible.

Actually, if it were other matters, Wen Li would definitely not pay such attention to such small things... but ultimately, since Xiaohua is her essence, it’s best to clarify it.

"Meaning, the cat raised by Fairy Wen is afraid of Ms. Yun?" Miss Lu was surprised for a moment and then shook her head repeatedly: "How is that possible, the Flower Moon Building has raccoon flowers raised for countless years, the girls don’t mind how cute the raccoon flowers are, but in reality, they are masters at bullying the weak and fearing the strong, otherwise why call them raccoon slaves?"

Those are undoubtedly malicious slaves, who curry favor with strong girls and rob food from weak ones, utterly despicable.

So upon hearing there’s a raccoon flower afraid of Yun Qian, Miss Lu first did not believe it; to scare the cat, either you appear very threatening, or you’ve harmed it before.

Ms. Yun is soft and walks gently, without support, she might fall flat even on a large ship, looking utterly non-threatening.

As for Yun Qian having harmed the cat...

Miss Lu observed Yun Qian’s spring water-like sweet eyes for a while, feeling perhaps it’s more about Yun Qian seemingly possessing a threat than an actual threat.

"Xiaohua... afraid of Ms. Yun?" Zhu Pingniang upon hearing, couldn’t help but frown.

Honestly, she’s confused too.

Xiaohua... afraid of Yun Qian?

She’s never heard of such a thing.

Zhu Pingniang is well aware of Xiaohua’s ’nature,’ it’s not an ordinary raccoon flower, but a part separated from Wen Li’s body, blood, soul, and sea of consciousness belonging to the demon race.

The nature of the raccoon flower demon is exactly as Miss Lu described, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, being a born hunter. Its behavior of capturing prey not to kill immediately but to play with it indicates its cruel nature.