By the time Chen Ying returned to the first aid station, the kitten had already gone home by itself.
Pang Jin lay like a blob of flesh in the middle of the woods, and Little Sen and Mengmeng passed by without even pausing for a second.
This guy's shamelessness was so unbearable even for Little Sen, who was a super cat lover.
When he was rescued before, it wasn't apparent that he was this kind of cat.
When Chen Ying finished organizing things and came downstairs, Pang Jin was already clutching its Grandpa Hu's blanket and lying on a wooden frame, sprawled out in sleep.
"Why is this guy back again?" Chen Ying asked Little Sen, pointing his chin towards Pang Jin.
"It seems to have a beef with Huihui." Little Sen packed the cat food he had prepared in bags, vacuum-sealing them for preservation. "Whenever Huihui teaches the four kittens, it always goes to make trouble. A few days ago, it got chased and bitten by the Golden Cat Mother."
