Chapter 189

She didn't expect to see two rare pets in such a short time, which are usually hard to come by.

She wondered if that lost Crown-Cat had been found...

"Let's go back." Qiao Sang stopped thinking about it and turned to the little treasure-hunting ghost.

The little treasure-hunting ghost couldn't speak while eating, so it could only look at its Beast Tamer with a pitiful expression.

"Do you want to play a bit longer?" Qiao Sang asked.

The little treasure-hunting ghost nodded vigorously.

"Then let's stay a little longer," Qiao Sang said, taking out her phone to check the time.

It was only 20:34, and for many people, nightlife was just beginning.

"Xun~"

The little treasure-hunting ghost swallowed the grilled sausage in its mouth and happily floated a circle around its Beast Tamer.

Then, it drank the milk tea and wiggled its butt to the rhythm of the music.

Watching the little treasure-hunting ghost with its good sense of rhythm, Qiao Sang praised, "Wiggling nicely."

"Xun~"

The little treasure-hunting ghost wiggled even more enthusiastically.

Qiao Sang couldn't help but chuckle.

Training every day is boring, so it feels nice to relax occasionally.

But the one who trains the hardest should be Like Ya Bao. Should she summon Like Ya Bao out to relax as well...

Just as Qiao Sang hesitated, a young father not far away squatted down, placed his phone in front of his daughter, and whispered, "Do you think it looks like this Crown-Cat?"

The little girl was about five or six years old, with short hair reaching her ears. She looked at the photo saved on the phone, then looked at the Crown-Cat in front, and said loudly, "Yes!"

The young father was so scared that he quickly covered his daughter's mouth.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, the young father breathed a sigh of relief, then his face lit up with joy, and he said with suppressed excitement, "Thanks to you pestering me to come out and play, our family is going to strike it rich!"

"Why?" the little girl asked.

"I'll tell you when we get home." The young father rubbed his daughter's hair and whispered, "Daddy is going to do something big. The scene might be a bit chaotic later, so don't run around. If you're obedient, I'll buy you the Fire-Tooth Dog model you like when we get home."

The little girl's round eyes blinked: "I want the Flame-Listening Dog one."

"Deal!" the young father said generously.

Once he rescued the Crown-Cat, let alone a Flame-Listening Dog model, he could even buy a real Fire-Tooth Dog and let it evolve into a Flame-Listening Dog!

The young father looked at the Crown-Cat enjoying the violin performance to his front left, his eyes filled with determination.

200,000 for providing information, 1 million for escorting it home—even a fool would know which one to choose.

He formed seals with both hands; although he was already a father, his inner child was still alive.

"Desert-Tail Fox, it's time for us to uphold justice!"

At the same time, Qiao Sang struggled for a bit and summoned Like Ya Bao.

Under the gray star array, the gorgeous white and red figure immediately attracted the attention of most people around.

"Mom, what kind of pet is that?"

"It seems to be called some kind of Flame..."

"Flame-Listening Dog," someone nearby added for her.

"Right, it's a Flame-Listening Dog!"

"It's a Flame-Listening Dog. I think we only have one in Hanggang, right?"

"I see it. The girl with the ponytail next to it is its Beast Tamer. Should we go over and take a photo?"

"Okay... wait! Why is there a treasure-hunting ghost next to it?!"

"Maybe... we shouldn't go..."

"Ya!"

Like Ya Bao let out an excited cry as soon as it appeared.

It quickly realized that many people around were looking at it, so it hurriedly raised its head and adjusted its posture.

"Like Ya Bao, I bought you milk tea and grilled sausage, see if you like them." Qiao Sang said, inserting a straw into the milk tea.

"Yaya!"

Like Ya Bao's eyes lit up, and it instantly forgot about maintaining its image, sitting half-up on the ground and nodding happily.

"Xun~"

The little treasure-hunting ghost showed the bamboo skewer left from the grilled sausage it had finished to its Beast Tamer, indicating it wanted more.

"There's enough for everyone," Qiao Sang said with a smile, handing the food to them separately.

"Big sister, is the Flame-Listening Dog yours?" Just then, a childish voice sounded from the side.

Qiao Sang looked in the direction of the voice and found a five or six-year-old kid.

"Yes, it is," Qiao Sang replied.

The little girl said excitedly, "Can I touch it?"

"Like Ya Bao?" Qiao Sang asked with her eyes.

"Ya."

Like Ya Bao immediately understood its Beast Tamer's meaning and nodded, indicating it was no problem.

"It says you can," Qiao Sang said to the little girl with a smile.

The little girl stretched out her fair, tender hand and touched it cautiously, her face full of satisfaction.

Seeing that there were no adults accompanying her, Qiao Sang asked, "Where are your mom and dad?"

"My mom went to play mahjong, and my dad went to do something big," the little girl replied.

Qiao Sang was puzzled: "Then who accompanied you here?"

"My dad," the little girl said.

Qiao Sang was stunned for a moment: "What big thing did your dad go to do?"

The little girl pointed to the taller one of the two people arguing not far away and poured out everything she knew:

"That's my dad. I don't know what he's doing, he just said our family is going to strike it rich, and he also said he'd buy me a Flame-Listening Dog model when we get back."

Qiao Sang looked in the direction the little girl was pointing and was stunned for a long time. Her brain worked frantically, and she soon understood what the little girl's dad had gone to do.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Qiao Sang felt a panic in her heart.

That Crown-Cat absolutely could not be the lost one! She couldn't possibly be so unlucky—missing out on 200,000 one moment and then missing out on 1 million the next...

She didn't want to believe this fact and pricked up her ears to listen carefully to the commotion over there.

Fortunately, the arguing over there was loud enough, and the people nearby had quieted down to watch the show, leaving only the sound of the violin as background music.

"Are you sick in the head?!"

"You're the one who's sick!"

"If you're not sick, why did you have the Desert-Tail Fox attack me for no reason!"

"You pet trafficker, you kidnapped someone else's Crown-Cat and you dare to be so arrogant! I've already called the police, just wait to spend time in jail!"

"Are you out of your mind?! Open your dog eyes and look clearly! This is an Iron-Strike Cat! Not a Crown-Cat!"

"Tie-tie..." the Iron-Strike Cat nodded on the side.

The sound made by the "Crown-Cat" left the young father stunned on the spot.

It took him a long time to find his voice: "You, you're full of crap. How could an Iron-Strike Cat look like this?"

"Do you even know what cosplay is! You can't even tell the difference between an Iron-Strike Cat and a Crown-Cat, and you're trying to catch pet traffickers? You're a joke!"

"..."

So it wasn't a Crown-Cat... Qiao Sang felt much better, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Iron-Strike Cats and Crown-Cats have similar body shapes, so if they are really dressed up carefully, it's quite easy to confuse them.

It's fine during the day when you can see the subtle differences, but at night, if you don't get close and look carefully, it's indeed very difficult to tell the difference.

"Big sister, there's a pet that keeps looking over here. Does it know you?" the little girl asked, pointing somewhere.

Qiao Sang looked in that direction and subconsciously shook her head: "No... holy crap!"

A massive head, short limbs, a diagonal-hook-shaped tail—although it looked like an Iron-Strike Cat, the bag hanging around its neck was exactly the same model as the Crown-Cat's from last night!

Seeing Qiao Sang's blank look, the little girl called out: "Big sister?"

"Struck it rich..." Qiao Sang muttered.

Little girl: "???"